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^     nxh'u^^ers  Written  in *t'he  i^f/Jnis^^^^ 

@     cof2cerning  me.  •    ^7^ 

@Heb.  xi.  32.  " David,  Samuel,  andth.^ 

Prophets.         _         .     '^  .  .  ^95. 


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\      O     not  be  made  perfe^.  ^|^ 

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C    iii    3 

ADVERTISEMENT 

To  the  READERS, 

'     On  the  following  Heads. 


On    the  different    Editions    of    this 
BOOK. 

rH  E  larger  Edition  is  prefaced  ijcith  a  Dif- 
courfe  on  the  right  Way  of  fitting  the 
Pfalms  of  Da'vid  for  Chriltian  Worfhip; 
wuherein  a  plain  Account  is  gi'ven  of  the  Author  s 
general  ConduSi  in  this  Imitation  of  the  Pfahns, 
together  <voithfome  enjideni  andcon^vincing  Argument.t 
tofupport  it.  There  are  afjo  particular  Notes  added 
•at  the  End  of  a  great  Number  of  the  Pfalms,  nvhicj 
explain  their  E-vangelical  Srnfe,  and pie'w  the  Rea- 
fan  <why  they  are  either  paraphrafd  or  abridged  i?t 
fuch  a  Manner  here. 

At  the  Requejl  of  many  Friends,  the  Author  has 
permitted  this  Edition  in  afmaller  form,  to  render  it 
more  portable  and  con<venient  for  public  IVorfhip  j 
be  therefore  defires,  and  may  reafonably  demand^ 
this  Piece  of  Jujlice  of  all  bis  Readers,  that  they 
nvill  not  cenfure  and  condemn  any  Part  of  this 
Work,  nvithout  a  diligent  Perufal  of  the  larger 
Edition,  ivherein  the  Preface  and  Notes,  i«  the 
Judgment  of  piany  learned  and  pious  Men,  ha-vs 
gi'-ven  a  fitfficient  Fitidication  of  the  H-whole  Per- 
furmance.  A?,  Oi 


i7  Advertisement 

Of  the  Ufe  of  this  Pfalm  Book. 
The  chief  Defign  of  this  U^ork  ivas  to  impro<ve 
Pfalmody,  or  Religious  Singing,  and  to  encourage 
the^  frequtnt  VraB'ice  (f  it  in  public  Aff,mhli(s  and 
fri<vate  Families^  'iviih  more  Honour  and  Delight  5 
yet  the  Author  hopes  the  Heading  oj  it  may  alfo  enter- 
tain the  Fa" lour  and  the  Clofet  nvith  dt'vout  Plecfure 
Gnd  hoh  Meditations.  Therefore  he  nx:ould  requfft 
his  Readers  at  proper  Seafons  to  perufe  ilt^ough -^ 
end  among  34.0  facred  Hymns  thiy  mayjind  cut 
fei'eral  that  fuit  their  o-ivn  Cafe  and  Temper^  or  the 
Circumfauces  oJ  their  Families  and  Fri/nds ;  they  may 
teach  their  Children  fuch  as  are  proper  Jor  their  .-ge, 
and  by  treafwihg  them  in  their  Mt?nory  they  may  he 
furnished  jor  pious  Retirement,  or  may  entertain 
their  Friends  ^utlh  holy  Melody. 

Of  chiifing  or  finding  the  Pfalm. 

The  Peruful  of  the  n^vhole  Book  ivill  acquaint  e'very 
Reader  ivilh  the  huihor's  Method,  and  by  conluUing 
the  Index  or  Table  of  Contents  at  the  End,  he  ?nay 
find  Hyinns  'very  proper  for  many  Occafions  0/  the 
Chrifian  Life  and  IVorfhip  j  though  no  Copy  oj  Da- 
vid s  Pfalter  can  pro-vide  for  all,  as  I  ha^ue  jleixn 
in  the  Preface. 

Or  if  be  retnembers  the  Jirfl  Line  of  any  Pfalm, 
the  Tabic  of  the  firil  Lines  ivill  direii  where  to 
find  it. 

Or  if  any  Jhall  think  it  befi  to  fing  all  the  Pfalms 
in  Order^  in  CLurches  or  Families,  it  may  be  done 
ixHlh  Proft  \  provided  thofe  Pfalms  be  omitted  that 
refer  to  fpuiul  Occurrences  of  Nations,  Churches,  or 
Jingle  Chrijiians. 

Of  naming  the'Pfalms. 

Let  the  Number  of  the  Pfalm  be  named  diJlinSI'y, 
together  ivith  the  particular  Met  e,  and  particular 
Fartcftt:  As  for  Injiance;  Let  us  fing  the  33d 
Pfalm,  ad  Part,   Common  Metre  j    or,   Let  us 


to  the  R  E  A  D  E  R  s. 

fing  the  91ft  Pfalm,  ift  Part,  beginning  at  the 
Paufe  J  or,  ending  at  the  Paufe;  or,  Let  us  ilng 
the  84th  Pfalm  as  the  J43tb  Ffaim,  ^c.  And  then 
read  o^er  the  firj\  Stanza  before  yeu  begin  to  Jing, 
that  the  People  may  find  it  in  iheir  Books,  njohelhit 
joufmg  ivilb  or  ^without  reading  Line  for  Line, 

Of  dividing  the  Pfalms. 
If^i&^falm  be  too  long  for  the  Time  or  Cufiom  of 
Singing^ihere  are  PauCes  in  many  of  them,  ativhub 
you  may  properly  reji :  Or  you  may  league  out  thofe 
Verfes  ivhtch  are  included  in  Crotchets  []  Without 
diflurbing  the  Senfe  :  Or  in  fome  Places  you  may 
begin  tojing  at  a  Paufe, 

Do  not  always  co?ifins  ycurfel^es  to  fix  StanzaV, 
hut  fing  feven  or  eight,  rather  than  confound  the. 
Senfe^  and  abufe  the  Pfalm  infohmn  IVorfhip, 

Of  the  Manner  of  Singing. 

It  ivere  to  be  ivifhed,  that  all  Congregations  and 
prtTjate  Families  ^ucould  fing  as  thty  do  in  foreign 
Proteftant  Countries,  nvithout  reading  Lin?,  by  Line, 
though  the  Author  has  done  nvhat  he  could  to  make 
the  Senfe  compleat  in  enjery  Line  or  tivo,  yet  many 
Incon'veniencies  ivill  airways  attend  this  unhappy 
Manner  of  Singing :  But  njohere  it  cannot  be  alter cd^ 
thefe  t^wo  Things  may  gi--vefome  Relief . 

Firft,  let  as  many  as  can  do  it,  bring  Pfalm- 
Books  njuith  them,  and  look  on  the  Words  --while  they 
M^Si  fi  J^^  ^'  ^^  ^i'^h.e  the  Senfe  compleat. 

Secondly,  Let  the  Clerk  read  the  whole  Pfalm  o'ver 
aloud  before  he  begins  to  parcel  out  the  Lines,  that  the 
People  may  ha've  fo?ne  Notion  of  nvhat  they  fing,  and 
not  be  forced  to  drag  on  heauily  through  eight  tedious 
Syllables  ivithout  any  Meanings  till  the  next  Line 
come  to  gi'ue  the  Senfe  of  them. 

It  ivere  to  be  ixifhed  alfo,  that  -voe  anight  not  dwell 

Jo  long  upone'veryfingle  Note,  and  produce  the  Syllables 

A3  'to 


vi  Advertisement,  &c. 

tofuch  a  tirefome  Extent  ivith  a  conRant  Uniformity 
o/Time  j  nxhich  d'lf^races  the  Mujic,  and  puts  the 
Congregation  quite  cut  of  Breath  infingingfi've  <ixfix 
Stanzas  j  nx'hereas  if  the  Method  of*  Singing  nvat 
hut  reformed  to  a  greater  Speed  of  Pronunciation,  nve 
might  often  enjoy  the  Pleafure  of  a  longer  Pfalm  nvith 
lefs  Expence  of  Time  and  Breath  j  and  our  Pfalmody 
nvouU  be  7nore  agreeable  to  that  of  the  ancient 
Churches  J  more  intelligible  to  others,  ^^^^Sgtff  ^^* 
lightful  to  ourfelves.  "^^ 

The  Various  Meafiires  of  the  Verfe  are  fitted  to 
the  Tunes  of  the  Old  Psalm -Book, 

To  the  Common  Tunt^Jing  all  intituled  Common- 
Metre. 
To  the  Tunes  of  the  looth  Pfalm  fmg  all  intituled 

Long  Metre. 
To  the  Tune  of  the  25th  Pfalm  fmg  Short  Metre. 
To  the  50th  Pfalm  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  50th  and 

93d. 
To  the  ii2th  or  layth  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the 

104th  and  148th. 
To  the  113th  Pfalin77«^  one  Metre  of  the  19th,  33d, 

58th,  89th, /^y??<2r/,  96th,  119th,  113th. 
To  the  iizd  ?{fi\wLfing  one  of  the  Metres  of  the  93d 

1 2 id,  and  133d. 
To  the  148  th  VCdihw  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  S4th,  121ft, 

136th,  and  148th. 
To  a  nenv  Tune  fmg  one  Metre  of  the  50th  aud 

115th. 

Dec.  J,  1718. 


THE 


THE 

P^    A    L    M    S 

O  F 

D   A  F   I   D. 

Imitated  in  the  L  a  n  g  u  a  g  e  of  the 

NEW    TESTAMENT. 

PSALM  I.    Common  Metre. 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wichdm 


B 


L  E  S  T  is  the  Man  who  fhuns  the  Place 

Where  Sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  Ways, 
And  hates  the  Scoffer's  Seat. 


i  But  in  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  Delight  ; 
By  Day  he  reads  or  hears  the  Word, 
And  meditates  by  Night. 

3  [He  hke  a  Plant  of  gen'rous  Kiiid 
By  living  Waters  fet, 

A  4.  Safe 


a  P  S  A  L  M    T. 

Safe  from  the  Storm  ar.d  biafting  Wind, 
En]: 7s  a  peaceful  State.] 

4  Green  ns  the  Leaf,  and  ever  fair 
-    Bhall  bis  FrohfPior)  (bine  j 
While  Fruit  of  Holinefs  appear 

Like  Clufters  on  the  Vine. 

5  Not  fo  the  Impious  and  Unjuft  j 

What  vain  Defigns  they  form  !        ^ 
Xheir  Hf>|>€s  are  blown  away  Hke  Dltfij^ 
Or  Chaff  before  the  Storm.  ^*^ 

6  Sinners  in  Judgment  fhall  not  ftand 

Amonj^ft  the  Sons  of  Grace, 
When  Ciri/r  the  Judge  at  bis  right  Hand 
Appoints  his  Saints  a  Place. 

7  His  Eye  beholds  the  Path  they  tread* 

His  Heart  approves  it  well  J 
But  crooked  Ways  of  Sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  Gates  of  HelL 

PSALM    I.  Short  Metre. 
Th^  Saint  Happy,  the  Sinner  Mlferabli. 

1  ^  H  E  Man  is  ever  bleft 

-*•      Who  fiiuns  the  Sinners  Ways, 
Among  their  Counfels  never  ftands,     • 
Nor  takes  the  Scorner's  Place, 

2  But  makes  the  Law  of  God 
His  Study  and  Delight, 

Araidil:  the  Labours  of  the  Day, 
And  Watches  of  the  Night. 

3  He  like  a  Tree  fliall  thrive, 
With  VVaters  near  the  Root : 

FreHi  as  the  Leaf  his  Name  rtiall  lire, 
His  Woiks  are  heav'nly  Fruit. 

4  Not  fo  tir  ungodly  Race, 
They  no  fuch  BlefTings  find  ; 

Their  Hopes  fhall  flee  like  empty  ChafF 
BefoiC  the  thiving  Wind, 


How 


1 


P  S  A  L  M    I. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 
Before  that  Judgment- Seat, 

Where  all  the  Saints  at  ChnjVs  Right-Hand 
In  full  Afiembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  Ways  the  Righteous  go  ; 

But  Sinners  and  their  Works  {hall  meet 
A  dreadful  Overthrow. 


S  A  L  M    I.  Long  Metre. 
7he  Dtfference  betixeen  the  Righteous  and  the 

JVicked. 
TT  APPY  the  Man,  whofe  cautious  Feet 
•*^  Shun  the  broad  Way  that  Sinners  go. 
Who  hates  the  Place  where  Atheilts  meet. 
And  fears  to  talk  as  Scoffers  do. 
He  loves  t'  employ  his  Morning-Light 
Amongft  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord  5 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
With  Pleafure  pondYing  o'er  the  Word. 
He  like  a  Plant  by  gentle  Streams, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  Green  ; 
And  Heav'n  will  fliine  with  kindeft  Beams, 
On  every  Work  his  Hands  begin. 
But  Sinners  find  thrir  Counfels  croft  ; 
As  Chaff  before  the  Tempell  flies  j 
So  fliall  their  Hopes  be  blown  and  loft. 
When  the  laft  Trumpet  fhakes  the  Skies. 
In  vain  the  Rebel  feeks  to  f^and 
In  Judgment  with  the  pious  Race  : 
The  dreadful  Judge  with  item  Command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  PLice. 
"  Strait  is  the  Way  ray  Saints  have  trod, 
"  Ibleft  the  Path,  and  dsew  it  plain  ; 
"  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  Road  j 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  eadkfs  Pain.'' 

As  PSALM 


PSALM    IT. 

P  S  A  L  M  2.    Short  Metre. 

TranAated   according   to   the   Divine  Pattern, 
ABs  iv.  24,  &V. 
C\i\\'k  Dying  y  Rijlngy   Inter  ceding^  and  Reigning. 
3  [  TV/T  AK  E  R  and  Sovereign  Lord 

^^  Of  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Thy  Providence  confirms  thy  Word, 

And  anfwers  thy  Decrees.  «^ 

a  The  Things  fo  Jong  foretold 

By  Da'vid  are  fnlfiird, 
When  Je^vjs  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 
Jefus,  thine  oniy  Child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Je-ivs  with  one  Accord 

Berd  all  their  Cotinfels  to  deftroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  Defign  ; 

Againft  the  Lord  their  Pow'rs  unite, 
Againit  his  Chrift  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  Rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  Throne  ; 

He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Hath  owB'd  him  for  his  Son. 
PAUSE. 

C  Now  he's  afcf  nded  high, 

And  afks  to  rule  the  Earth  ; 
The  Merit  of  his  Blood  he  pleads. 

And  pleads  his  heav'nly  Birth. 
7  He  afks;  and  God  beftows 

A  large  Inheritance  j 
Far  as  the  World's  remotefl  Ends 

His  Kingdom  fl^all  advance, 
S  The  Nations  that  rebel 

Muit  feel  his  Iron  Rod  ; 

Hc1l 


r  S  A  £  M   IT.      '  f 

He""!!  vindicate  thofe  Honours  well 
Which  he  received  from  God. 

9  [Be  wife,  ye  Rulers,  now. 
And  worftiip  at  his  Throne  j 

With  trembling  Joy,  ye  People,  bow. 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 

10  If  once  his  Wrath  arife. 
Ye  perifh  on  the  Place  j 

Then  blefied  is  the  Soul  that  fliesr- 
For  Refuge  to  his  Grace.] 

PSALM  2.    Common  Metre> 

1  \K7  H  Y  did  the  Nations  Join  to  flay 

^^      The  Lord's  Anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  caft  his  Lawj  away,  ~ 
And  tread  his  Gofpel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Skies^ 

Derides  their  Rage  below. 
He  fpeaks  with  Vengeance  in  his  Eye?-> 
And  ftrikes  their  Spirits  through. 

3  '«  I  call  him  my  Eternal  Son, 

*'  And  raife  him  from  the  Dead  ; 
*^  I  make  my  holy  Hill  his  Throne,    ' 

"  And  wide  his  Kingdom  fpread, 
4,  *'  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

*'  The  utmcft  Heathen  Lands  : 
«  Thy  Rod  of  Iron  ftiall  deftroy 

<'  The  Rebel  that  withftands.'" 

5  Be  wife,  ye  Rulers  of  the  Earths- 

Obey  th'  Anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  Birth> 
And  tremble  at  his  Word. 

6  With  humble  Love  addrefs  his  Throve  \ 

For  if  he  fro^^n  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecare,  and  thofe  alone 
Vvho  on  bjs  Grace  rely. 


PSALM    II. 

PSALM    2.   Long  Metre. 
Chrifl'j  Death,  RefurreSimi,  and  Afcenfion. 
"07  H  Y  did  the  jeiLs  proclaim  their  Rage  ? 
'  '      The  Romans  why  their  Swords  employ  i 
Againft  the  Lord  their  Powers  engage 
His  dear  Anointed  to  deltroy  ? 
**  Corne  let  us  break,  his  Bands,  they  fay, 
*'  This  Man  fhail  never  give  us  Lawsj" 
And  thus  they  caft  his  Yoke  away, 
And  naird  the  Monarch  to  the  Crofs. 
But  Ggd,  who  high  in  Glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  Pride,  their  Rage  controuls ; 
He'll  vex  their  Hearts  with  inward  Pains, 
And  fpeak  in  Thunder  to  their  Souls, 
**  1  will  maintain  their  King  I  made 
**  On  Zicn's  everlatting  Hill, 
*'  My  Hand  (hall  biing  him  from  the  Dead, 
*•  Afid  he  fhall  ftand  your  Sovereign  ftill." 
[His  wond'rous  Rifmg  from  the  Earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  j 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  Birth  : 
♦'  This  Day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 
"  Afcend,  ray  Son,  to  my  Right-hand, 
<*  There  thou  fhalt  a(k,  and  f  bellow 
<*  Hie  utmoll  Bounds  of  Heathen  Lands ; 
*'  To  thee  the  Northern  Ides  fliall  bow." 
But  Nations  that  refift  his  Grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  Iron  Stroke  j 
His  Rod  fhall  crufh  his  Foes  with  Eafe, 
As  Potters  Earthen  Work  is  broke. 

PAUSE. 

Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  Thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  fcrve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  : 
Now  to  his  Feet  fubmit  your  Crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  Name, 

9  With 


PSALM    III.  7 

9  With  bumble  Love  addrefs  the  Sort, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  j 

His  Wraih  will  burn  to  Worlds  unknown, 
If  ye  provcke  hisjealoufy. 

10  His  Storms  (hall  drive  you  quick  to  Hell, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  Duft  i 

Happy  the  Souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  Grace  their  only  Trult. 

PSALM    3.    Common  Metre. 
Doubts  and  Fears  fuppreJJ ;  or  G  0  D  our  Defence 

from  Sin  and  Satan. 
I   \K  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears ! 
^^     How  fafl  my  Foes  increase  ! 
Confpiring  my  eternal  Death, 
They  break  my  prefent  Peace, 
a  The  lying  Tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  Relief  in  Heav'n, 
And  all  my  iweliing  Sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou,  my  Glory  and  my  Strength, 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threat'ning  Guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  Head. 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  Hill 

He  bow'd  a  lift  ning  Ear  J 
I  caird  my  Father  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  Fear. 

5  He  fhed  fofc  Slumbers  on  mine  Eyesj 

In  fpight  of  all  my  Foes  5 
I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  Grace 
That  guarded  my  Repofe.] 

6  W^hat  though  the  Hofts  of  Death  and  Hell, 

All  arm'd  againft  me  ftood  : 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  (hake  my  Soul  j 
My  Refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  Grace, 

While  I  thy  Glory  fmg :  My 


1  P  S  A  L  M    IV. 

My  God  has  broke  the  Serpent's  Teeth, 

And  Death  hath  loft  his  Sting. 
8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs. 

His  Arm  alone  can  fave. 
Bleffings  atiend  thy  People  here, 

And  reach  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm   3.0;.  i,"  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.  Long  Metre. 
A  Mcrni7ig  Pjalm. 

1  /^  L  O  R  D,    hovv  many  are  my  Foes 
^^  In  this  weak  State  of  Flefh  and  Blood  ! 
My  Peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  Defence  and  Hope  is  God. 

a  Tir'd  with  the  Burthens  of  the  Day, 
To  thfe  I  rais'd  an  Evening  Cry  : 
Thou  heard'ft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  Help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  Aid 
I  laid  me  down,  and  fleptJecure: 
Not  Death  ftiould  make  my  Heart  afraid,. 
Though  I  fhould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4.  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  Night  j 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong: 
He  rais'd  my  Head  to  fee  the  Light, 
And  make  his  Praife  my  Morning  Song. 

PSALM  4.1;.  1,2,3,  5,  6,  7.    Long  Metre* 
Hearing  of  Prayer^   or    G  G  D  our  Portion^    and' 

Chriil  our  Hope. 
1  r\  GOD  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs, 

^  Hear  and  attend  when  1  complain  : 

Thou  haft  enlarged  me  in  Diftrefs, 

Bow  down  a  gracious  Ear  again. 
a  Ye  Sons  of  Men,  in  vain  ye  try 

To  turn  my  Glory  into  Sharhe  : 

How  long  will  Scoffers  love  to  lye. 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  Name  ? 

3  Know 


P  S  A  L  M    V.  9 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  Saints 
From  all  the  Tribes  of  Men  befide  j 
He  hears  the  Cry  of  Penitents 

For  the  dear  Sake  of  Chriji  that  dy'd. 

4  When  our  obedient  Hands  have  done 
A  Thoufand  Works  of  Righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  Truft  in  God  alone, 
And  Glory  in  hispard'ning  Grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  Many  fay, 

"  Who  <wtU  bejioiu  fome  earthly  Good  P"" 
But,  Lord,  thy  Light  and  Love  we  pray  j 
Our  Souls  deflre  this  heavenly  Focd. 

6  Then  fhall  my  chearful  Pow'is  rejgice         ' 
At  Grace  and  Favour  fo  divine, 

Nor  will  1  change  my  happy  Choice 
For  all  their  Corn,  and  all  their  Wine. 
P  S  A  L  M  4.  '1'.  3,  4,  5,  8,     Common  Metre* 

:^.n  E-vening  Ffalm, 
I  T   O  R  D,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  5 
•*-'     I  am  for  ever  thine  j 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  Day, 
Nor  would  1  dare  to  fin. 
a  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  Head 
From  Cares  and  Bufmefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  conveifmg  on  my  Bed 
With  my  own  Heart  and  Thee. 

3  I  pay  this  Evening  Sacrifice  ;■ 

And  when  my  Work  is  done. 
Great  God,  my  Faith  and  Hope  relies 
Upon  thy  Grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  Thoughts  composed  to  Peace, 

111  give  mine  Eyes  toSleep  J 
Thy  Hand  in  Sr.fety  keeps  uiy  Days, 
And  will  mv  Slumbers  keep. 
P  S  A  L  M     5. 
For  the  LorSs  Day  Moyninq, 
t  T   ORD,  in  the  Morning  thou  fliait  hear 
•^    My  Voice  afcending  high  3  To 


10  PSALM    VI. 

To  thee  will  I  direfl  my  PrayY, 

To  thee  lift  up  mine  Eye. 
a  Up  to  the  Hills  where  Chriji  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  Saints, 
Piefenting  at  his  Father's  Throne 

Our  Songs  and  our  Complaints. 

3  Thou  ait  a  God,  betore  whofe  Sight 

The  Wicked  fhall  not  ftand, 

Sinners  ftiall  ne'er  be  thy  Delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  Right  Hand. 

4  But  to  thy  Houfe  will  [  refort, 

To  tarte  thy  Mercies  there  j 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  Court, 
And  worfliip  in  thy  Fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  Feet 

In  V.  ays  of  Righteoufnefs  ! 
Make  every  Path  of  Duiy  tirait, 
And  plain  before  my  F-ace. 
PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  Enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  Feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  Defign, 
To  make  my  Sowl  their  Prey. 

7  Lofd  crnfli  the  Serpent  in  the  Duft, 

And  all  his  Plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  Mercy  truft, 
For  ever  fhout  for  Joy. 

8  The  Men  that  love  and  fear  thy  Name, 

Shail  fee  their  Hopes  f  ulfiiTd  j 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  Favour  as  a  Shield. 

PSALM    6.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  Sicknefs  ;  or  Difeafes  healed. 
I  TN  Anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
•■■     Withdraw  the  d;  eadful  btorm  j 
Nor  let  thy  Fury  grow  fo  hot 
Again  ft  a  tcsble  Worm.  a  My 


PSALM    VI.  u 

ft  My  Soul's  bow'd  don-n  with  heavy  Cares, 
My  Flefli  with  Pain  oppreft  : 
My  Conch  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
My  Tears  forbid  my  Relt. 

3  Sorrow  and  Pain  wear  out  my  Days  j 

I  watte  the  Night  with  Cries, 
Counting  the  Mmutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  Morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  flill  tormented  more  ? 

Mine  Eye  confum'd  with  Grief? 
Kow  long,  my  G'-d,  how  long,  before 
Thine  Hand  affords  Relief? 

5  He  hears  when  Dufl  and  Allies  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  Groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  Mercy's  Sake, 
And  heals  our  broken  Bones. 

6  The  Virtue  of  his  fov'reign  Word, 

Reftores  bur  fainting  Breath  ; 
For  filent  Graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  Death. 

P  S  A  L  M  6.    Long  Metre. 
Temftaiion  in  Sicknefs  overcome. 

1   T    ORD,  I<;an  fuffer  thy  rebukes,        " 
*-^     When  thou  with  Kindnefs  dolt  chaftifej 
But  thy  fierce  Wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  ! 

a  Pity  my  languishing  Eftate, 
And  eafe  the  Sorrows  that  I  feel, 
The  Wounds  thi«e  heavy  Hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  Touches  heal ! 

3  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  Days 

In  Sighs  and  Groans ;  and  when  'tis  Night, 
My  Bed  is  watered  with  my  Tears  j' 
My  Grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  Sight. 

4  Look  how  the  Powers  of  Nature  mourn  ! 
How  long.  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 

When 


i»  PSALM    VIL 

When  fhall  thine  Hour  of  Grace  return  ? 
When  fhall  I  make  thy  Grace  my  Song  ? 

5  I  feel  my  Flefh  fo  near  the  Grave, 
My  Thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  t 
But  Graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  Duft  and  Silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  Tempters,  from  my  Soul  j 
And  all  defpairing  Thoughts  depart  j 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  Moan, 
Will  eafe  my  Flefh,  and  chear  my  Heart. 

PSALM  7.    Common  Metre. 
C  0  D's  Care  of  his  Peopky  and  Punijhment  of 

Perfecutors. 
J   X/T  Y  Trufl  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
'*-^^    My  Hope  in  Thee,  my  God  : 
Rife,  and  my  helplefs  Life  defend 
From  thofe  that  feek  my  Blood, 
a  With  Infolence  and  Fury  they 
My  Soul  in  Pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  Lions  rend  the  Prey 
When  no  Deliverer's  near. 
3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  firfl, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  Foe, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  Life  to  Dufl, 
And  lay  mine  Honour  low. 
4.  If  there  be  Malice  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  Eyes  ; 
1  fliould  not  dare  appeal  to  Thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  Hand, 

Their  Pride  and  Pow'r  controul; 
Awake  to  Judgment,  and  command 
DelivYance  for  m.y  Soul. 
PAUSE. 

6  [Let  Sinners  and  their  wicked  Rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  Duft : 

Shall 


PSALM    VIII.  t% 

Shall  not  the  God  of  Truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  Juft  ? 
7  He  knows  the  Heart,  he  tries  the  Reins, 
He  will  defend  th'  Upright : 
His  fliarpell  Arrows  he  ordains 
Againfl  the  Sons  of  Spite. 
%  For  me  their  Malice  digg'd  a  Pit, 
But  there  themfelves  are  caft  ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  Mifchiefs  light 
On  their  own  Heads  at  laft  ] 
9  That  cruel  perfecuting  Race 
Muft  feel  his  dreadful  Sword  : 
Awake  my  Soul,  and  praife  the  Grace 
And  Juftice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALMS.     Short  Metre. 
C  0  DV  Sovereignty  and  Goodnefs ;  and  Man's  Do- 

minion  o<ver  the  Creatures, 
I  /^LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 

^^     Thy  Name  is  all  Divine  j 
Thy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  fpread, 

And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  Ihine. 
a  When  to  thy  Works  on  high 

I  raife  my  wond'ring  Eyes, 
And  fee  the  Moon  complete  in  Light 

Adorn  the  darkfome  Skies. 

3  When  I  furvey  the  Stars, 
And  all  their  fhining  Forms, 

Lord  what  is  Man,  that  worthlefs  Thing, 
Akin  to  Dufl:  and  Worms  ? 

4  Lord  what  is  worthlefs  Man, 
That  thou  fhouldfl  love  him  fo  ? 

Next  to  thine  Angels  is  he  plac'd. 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  Honours  crown  his  Head, 
While  Bedts,  like  Slaves  obey. 

And  Birds  that  cut  the  Air  with  Wings, 
And  Fifh  that  cleave  the  Sea.  6  How 


'4  PSALM    VIIL 

6  How  rich  thy  Bounties  are! 
And  wonci'rous  are  thy  Ways: 

Of  Dult  and  Worms  thy  Pow'r  can  frame 
A  Monument  of  Praife. 

7  [Out  of  the  Mouths  of  Babes 
And  ^ucklingf,  thou  canft  d.aw 

Surprizing  Honours  to  thv  Name, 
And  ilrike  the  World  with  Awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 
Thy  Name  is  all  Divine: 

Thy  Glorits  round  the  Earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fliine.  j 

PSALM    8.     Common  Metre. 
ChrillV  Condefcenfion  and  Glorification  j  or,  GOD 
made  Man. 

'  O^^^^'  our  God,  how  wond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 
The  Gloiies  of  thy  heav'nly  State 
Let  Men  and  Babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  Works  on  high, 

The  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
And  Stars  that  well  adorn  the  Sky, 
Thofe  moving  Worlds  of  Light  j 

3  Lord,  what  is  Man,  or  all  his  Race, 
*,       Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 

That  thou  fliouldft  vifit  him  with  Grace, 
And  love  his  Nature  fo  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  (hould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  Form, 
Made  lower  than  his  Angels  are. 
To  fave  a  dying  Worm. 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  Earth  unknown, 

And  Men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  Seas  and  Filhes  own 
His  Godhead  and  his  PowY. 

6  The  Waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  Feet, 

And  Fifh  at  his  Command  Bring 


PSALM   viir.  IS 

Bring  their  large  Shoals  to  Peter"^  Net, 
Bring  Tribute  to  his  Hand, 

7  Thefe  lefler  Glories  of  the  Son 

Shor.e  through  the  flelhly  Clohd  j 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  Throne, 
And  Men  confefs  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'dwith  Msjefty, 

Who  bow'd  his  Head  to  Death  ; 

And  be  his  Honours  founded  high. 

By  all  Things  that  have  Breath. 

9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  Name ! 
The  Glories  of  thy  heav'nly  State 

Let  the  whole  Earth  proclaim. 
P  8  A  L  M  8.  i;.  I,  2.     Faraphrafed. 
Firft  Part.    Long  Metre, 
The  Hofanna  of  the  Children  ;  or,  Infants  fraijing 

GOD. 
1    ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
•*^  Thi  o'  the  wide  Earth  thy  Name  is  fpread, 
Ar.d  thine  eternal  Glories  rife 
O'er  ^11  the  Heav'ns  thy  Hands  have  made, 
a  To  Thee  the  Voices  of  the  Young 
A  Monument  of  Honour  raife  j 
And  Babes  with  uninllrufted  Tongue 
Declare  the  Wonders  of  thy  Praife. 

3  Thy  Power  f.fTifts  their  tender  Age 

To  bring  proud  Rebels  to  the  Ground, 
To  ftill  the  bold  Blaf^hemer's  Rage,       ^ 
And  all  their  Policies  confound 

4  Children  amidft  thy  Temple  throng, 
To  fee  their  groat  Redeemer's  Face  j    o 
The  Son  of  Da-uid,  is  their  Song  j 

And  young  Hofanna'?,  fill  the  Place. 

5  The  frowning  Scribes  and  angry  Friells 
In  vain  their  impious  Cavils  bring; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  Breads, 
While  Jeifjifh  Babes  proclaim  their  King. 

PSALM 


i(  ^  P  L  A  L  M    IX. 

PSALM    8.  «i;.  3,  &c.  Paraphrafed, 

Second  Part,    Long  Metre. 

Adam  and  Chrift,   Lords  of  the  Old  and  Neia 

Creation. 
J  T  OR D,  what  was  Man,  when  made  at  firft, 
^  Adam  the  Offspring  of  the  Duft,  # 

That  thou  fhouldlt  fet  hhn  and  his  Race 
But  juft  below  an  Angel's  Place  ? 

2  That  thou  {houldft  raife  his  Nature  fo, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  Bead  and  Bird  fubmit. 
And  lay  the  Fiflies  at  his  Feet? 

3  But,  O  !  what  brighter  Glories  wait 
To  crown  the  Second  Adam's  State  ! 
What  Honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condefcended  to, be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  Angels  made ; 
See  him  in  Duft  amongft  the  Dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  World  from  Sin  r 
But  he  fhall  reign  with  PowV  divine. 

5  The  World  to  come  redeemed  from  all 
The  Mis'ries  that  attend  the  Fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit. 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  Feet. 

P  S  A  L  M  9.     Flrjl  Part. 
Wrath  apd  Mercy  from  the  'Judgment  Seat, 
I  ^M"  ITH  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Song, 
'^     Thy  Wonders  I'll  proclaim  :  >,* 

Thou  Sov'reign  Judge  of  Right  and  Wrong 
Wilt  put  my  Foes  to  Shame, 
a  ril  fing  thy  Majefty  and  Grace  j 
My  God  prepares  his  Throne, 
To  judge  the  World  in  Righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  Vengeance  known. 
3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  Refuge  prove 
For  all  the  Poor  oppreit  j 

To 


PSALM    IX.  3; 

To  fave  the  People  of  his  Love, 
And  give  the  Weary  Reft. 

4  The  Men  that  know  thy  Name,  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  Grace  j 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  Juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  Face. 

5  Sing  Praifes  to  the  Righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion''s  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threatening  Word, 
And  doth  his  Grace  fulfil. 

PSALM  9.  v.  12.     Second  Part. 
The  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Pro'vidence. 
1  \X7  HE  N  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and  juft, 
*  '      Shall  once  enquire  tor  Blood, 
The  humble  Souls  that  mourn  in  Duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
a  He  from  the  dreadful  Gates  of  Death 
Does  his  own  Children  raife  ; 
In  Sion"?,  Gates,  with  chearful  Breath, 
They  fmg  their  Father's  Praife, 

3  His  Foes  fhall  fall  with  heedlefs  Feet 

Into  the  Pit  they  made  : 
And  Sinners  perifh  in  the  Net 

That  their  own  Hands  have  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  Judgment,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  Counfels  known  j 
When  Men  of  Mifchief  are  deftroy'd. 
The  Snare  muft  be  their  own. 
. '  PAUSE.  "*• 

^'The  Wicked  (hall  fink  down  to  Hellj 
/        Thy  Wrath  devours  the  Lands 
That  dare  forget  Thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  Commands. 
€  Tho'  Saints  to  fore  Diftrefs  are  brought. 
And  wait,  and  long  compK^in, 
Their  Cries  (hall  not  be  ftill  forgot, 
Nor  fhnll  their  Hopes  be  vain. 
7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  Seat, 

To  jud^e  and  fave  the  Poor  j  Let 


IS  P  S  A  L  M    X. 

Let  Nations  tremble  at  thy  Feet, 

And  Man  prevail  no  more. 
8  Thy  Thunder  fhxU  affright  the  Proud, 

And  put  their  Hearts  to  Pain, 
Make  'em  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 

And  they  but  feeble  Men.] 

PSALM    10. 
Prayer  heard,  and  Saints  fa'ved  \  or.  Pride, 
Atbeifm  and  Opprejfion  punijhed. 
For  a  Humiliation  Day. 
I  •IT\7  H  Y  doth  the  Lord  ftand  off  fo  far  ? 
^^      And  why  conceal  his  Face, 
When  great  Calamities  appear. 
And  Times  of  deep  Diftrefs  ? 
a  Lord,  (liall  the  Wicked  ftill  deride 
Thy  Juftice  and  thy  Power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  Heads  in  Pride, 
And  Itill  thy  Saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  Judgments  from  their  Sight, 

And  then  infult  the  Poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  Height, 
That  they  fliall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  Hand, 

Attend  our  humble  Cry  ; 
No  Enemy  fliall  dare  to  ftand. 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 
PAUSE. 
m  Why  do  the  Men  of  Malice  rage. 
And  fay,  with  foolifti  Pride, 
"  'The  Got:)  of  Hea'v'ns  n.villne''er  engage 
*'  To  fight  on  Zion'i  Side."' 

6  Bjut  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord, 
^And  powerful  is  thine  Hand, 

As  when  the  Heathen  felt  thy  Sword, 
And  perilh'd  from  thy  Land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  Hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  Ear  to  hear  j 

He 


PSALM    XI.  19 

H«  hearkens  what  his  Children  fay, 
And  puts  the  World  in  Fear. 

.8  Proud  Tyrants  fhall  no  more  oppref?. 
No  more  defpife  the  Jult  j 
And  mighty  Sinners  (hall  eonfefs 
They  are  but  Earth  and  Dull. 

PSALM   II.    Long  Metre. 

GOD  loues  the  Righteous,  and  hates  the  Wichi^, 

3  TV  yf  Y  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love, 
JlVA   Why  do  my  Foes  infult,  and  cry, 
*<  Fly  like  a  timoreus  trembling  Dorue, 
*'  To  diftant  Woods  or  Mountains  //." 

a  If  Government  be  all  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  Foundation  of  our  Peace) 
And  Violence  makes  Juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  Righteous  feek  Redrefs  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  Heaven  has  fix'd  his  Throne, 
His  Eye  furveys  the  World  below ; 

To  him  all  mortal  Things  are  known. 
His  Eye-lids  fearch  our  Spirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflifts  his  Saints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  Love,  and  try  their  Grace, 
What  may  the  bold  Tranfgreffors  fear  ? 
His  very  Soul  abhors  their  Ways. 

5  On  impious  Wretches  he  fliall  rain 
Tempefts  of  Brimftone,  Fire  and  Death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  Plain 

Of  SodoMt  with  hio  angry  Breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  Sx^uis, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Actions  are  fmcere. 
And  with  a  gracious  Eye  beholds 

Tiie  Men  that  his  own  Image  bear. 

^      B  PSALM 


2(5  PSALM    XII. 

PSALM  li.    Long  Metre. 

The  Saints  Safety  and  Hope  in  enjil  Times  ;  or,  Sint 
of  the  Tongue  complained  of^  viz.  Blafphemyt 
faljhood,  &c. 

I  T     p  R  D,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear, 
X^  Viriue  and  Truth  will  fly  awayj 
A  faithful  Man  amongft  us  here 
Will  icarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

a  The  whole  Difcourfe  when  Neighbours  meet, 
Is  fill'd  with  Trifles  loofe  and  vain  j 
Their  Lips  are  FlattVy  and  Deceit, 
And  their  proud  Language  is  profane. 

3  Beit  Lips  that  with  Deceit  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  Triumph  long; 
The  God  of  Vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'ring  and  blafpheniing  Tongue. 

^  **  Yet  Jhall  our  Words  he  free^  they  cry  } 
**  Our  Tongues  Jhall  be  controul'd  by  none  i 
*•  Where  is  the  Lord  nvill  ajk  us  njohy  ? 
♦<  Or  fayt  our  Lips  are  not  our  onjon  Z"' 

5  The  Lord,  who  fees  the  Poor  opprefl:, 
And  hears  th'  Oppreflbr^s  haughty  Strain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  Children  Reft, 
Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  Word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  Word,  O  Lord,  tho'  often  try\}^ 
Void  of  Deceit  Ihall  ftill  appear  j 
Not  Silver  feven  times  purify'd 
From  Drofs  and  Mixture  ihines  fo  clear. 

7  Thy  Grace  fliall  in  the  darkeft  Hour 
Defend  the  holy  Soul  from  Harm  ; 
Tho'  when  the  vilcft  Men  have  Power, 
On  evVy  Side  will  Sinneri  iwarm. 

P  S  A  L  M 


F  S  A  L  M    XIL  it 

P  S  A  L  M  12.  Common  Metre. 

Cdrnplaint  of  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners ;  or. 
The  Promife  and  Signs  ^  C  H  R I S  T'j  coming  to 
Judgment, 
J  TT  E  tP,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail, 
Xi     Religion  lofes  Ground  j 
The  Sons  of  Violence  prevail. 
And  Treacheries  abound. 
a  Their  Oaths  and  Promifes  they  break. 
Yet  Aft  the  Flatterer's  Part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  Lips  they  fpeak. 
And  with  a  double  Heart. 
5  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  Lye, 
How  is  their  bury  ftirr'd  ? 
"  Are  not  our  Lips  our  o-iAjn^  they  ciy, 
**  Andivbo  JJjall  be  our  Lord? 
4.  Scoffers  appear  on  evVy  Side, 
Where  a  vile  Race  of  Men 
Is  rais'd  to  Seats  of  PowV  and  Pride, 
And  bears  the  Sword  in  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  Iniquities  abound. 

And  Blafphemy  grows  bold. 
When  Faith  is  hardly  to  be  found. 
And  Love  is  w  xen  cold  ; 

6  Is  not  thy  Chariot  haft'ning  on  ; 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  this  .Sign  j 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  Promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  OpprefTors  fleej 

**  I  fliall  appear  to  their  Surprize, 

**  And  fet  my  Servants  free. 

8  Thy  Word,  like  Silver  feven  times  try'd> 

Thro'  Ages  fhall  endure  ; 
Then  Men  that  in  thy  Truth  confide, 
Shall  find  the  Promife  fure. 

B  a  *P  S  A  L  M 


*i»  PSALM    XiII. 

PSALM   13.  Long  Metre. 

PUaiiing  nvith  GOD  under  Defertion y  or,  Hope  h 

Darknefs. 

1  TT  O  W  long,  O  Lord  !  fliall  I  complain, 
JLl  Like  one  that  feeks  his  Go;>  in  vain. 
Canft  then  thy  Face  for  ever  hide  ? 

And  I  lliil  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 
a  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardeft  not? 

Still  fliall  my  Soul  thine  Abfence  mourn  ? 

And  ftill  defpair  of  thy  Return  ? 

3  How  long  (hall  my  poor  troubled  Breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  Thoughts  oppreft. 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  Foe, 
Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  Relief, 
Before  my  Dcvith  conclude  my  Grief, 

If  thou  with-hold  thy  heav'nly  Light, 

I  fleep  in  everlaiting  Night.     _ 
.5  How  will  the  Pow'rs  of  Darknefs  boaft, 

If  but  one  praying  Soul  be  loft  ? 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  Grace, 

And  fhall  again  behold  thy  Face. 
6  Whate'er  my  Fears  or  Foes  iwggt^^ 

Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft, 

My  Heart  (hall  feel  thy  Love,  and  raife 

My  chearfui  Voice  to  Songs  of  Pnaife. 

P-  S  A  L  M   13.    Common  Metre. 
Cvtnplaints  under  Temptations  of  the  Denjil. 
t   TT  O  W  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  ? 
XX  My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fliall  I  fetl  thofe  heavenly  Rays 
That  chace  my  Fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  fliall  my  poor  l.ib'ring  Saul 

Wrt-ftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  Word  can  all  my  Foes  controiH, 
And  eafe  my  raging  Pain.  3  Sec 


P  S  A  L  M    XIV. 

3  See  kow  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  Arts, 
He  fpreads  a  Mitt  around  my  Eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  Darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  Sun,  and  thou  my  Shield, 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  Eyes  are  feal'd 
In  Death's  eternal  Sleep. 

5  How  would  the  Tempter  boaft  aloud 

If- 1 -became  his  Prey  ! 
Behold  the  Sorts  of  Hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  Delay. 

6  But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  Rebuke, 

,  And  Satan  hide  his  Head  j 
He'knows  the  7>rrors  of  thy  Lock, 
And  hears  thy  Voice  with  Dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fov'reign  Grace, 

Where  all  ray  Hopes  have  hung  j 
I  fhall  employ  my  Lips  in  PraiCe, 
And  VidVry  {hall  be  fung. 

F  S  A  L  M    14.     Fjrji  Fart. 

By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 

S  in  their  Hearts  believe  and  fay, 


FOOL 
'*  Til 


That  all  Religion's  vain, 
<<  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
**  Or  minds  th'  Affairs  ot  Men." 
2  From  Thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  prophane 
Corrupt  Difcourfe  proceeds  5 
And  in  theii  impious  Hands  are  found 
Abominable  Deeds. 
f  The  Lord  from  his  Celeftial  Throne 
Look'd  down  on  Things  below. 
To  find  the  Man  that  fought  his  Grace, 
Or  did  his  Juftice  know. 
4  By  Nature  all  are  gone  ailray, 
Their  Praflice  all  the  fame  5 

B  3  There' 


a4  P  S  A  L  M    XV. 

There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker*s  Hand, 

There's  none  that  loves  his  Name. 
5  Their  Tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  Deceit, 

'J'heir  Olanders  never  ce^ie  : 
How  fwift  to  Mifchief  are  (heir Feet; 

Nor  know  the  Paths  of  feace. 
4  Such  Seeds  of  Sin  (that  bitter  Root) 

In  ev'ry  Heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  Fruit, 

Till  Grace  reiine  the  Ground. 

PSALM     14.    Si:i:ond  Pari. 

*Ibe  Folly  of  Perferutors. 
1     A  ^^  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown 
X».  That  they  the  Saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy  Throne, 
Nor  fear  ihine  awful  Power  ? 
%  Great  GOD,  appear  to  their  Surprize, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  Namej 
Let  them  no  more  tiiy  Wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  Hope  to  Shame. 

3  Doll  thou  not  dwell  among  the  Juft, 

And  yet  our  Foes  deride. 
That  we  (hould  make  thy  Name  our  Truft  : 
Great  God,  confound  their  Pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  Day  were  come 

To  finilh  our  Diftrefs ! 
When  God  ftiall  bring  his  Children  home, 
Our  Songs  ftiall  never  ceafe. 

P  S  A  L  M  15.    Common  Metre. 

CbaraSiers  of  a  Saint ;  or,  a  Citizen  of  Zion  j  or,# 

The  Slualifications  of  a  Chrijiian, 
r   IXTHOlhall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill, 
VV      O  God  of  Holinefs  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  Throne  of  Grace  ? 

*  That 


P  S  A  L  M    XF.  ft^ 

2  That  M^n  that  w^lks  in  pious  Ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  Hands  j 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  Promifes, 
And  follows  his  Commands. 

3  He  fpeaks  the  Meaning  of  his  Hearty 

Nor  flanders  with  his  Tongue  j 
Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong. 
4.  The  wealthy  Sinner  he  contemns. 
Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  tho'  to  his  own  Hurt  he  rwe^rS;^ 
Still  he  performs  his  Word. 
5  His  Hands  difdain  a  Golden  Bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  Poor. 
This  Man  fhall  dwell  with  Gon  on  Earth, 
And  find  his  Heaven  fecure. 

PSALM    15.    Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  Jujiicey  Goodnefs  and  Truth ;  or. 
Duties  to  God  and  Man }  or.  The  Slualtjications 
of  a  Cbrijtian. 

1   W/HO  (hall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  Place, 
V  V     Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  Face  ? 
The  Man  that  minds  Religion  now. 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

X  Whofe  Hands  are  pure,  whofe  Heart  is  clean  ; 
Whofe  Lips  ftill  fpeak  the  Thing  they  mean ; 
No  Slanders  dwell  upon  his  Tongue  : 
He  hates  to  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  Neighbour's  Hurt : 
Sinners  of  State  he  can  defpife, 

But  Saints  are  honour'd  in  his  Eyes.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  Word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  Promife  good  : 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  Thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  Pain  or  Lofs  he  bears.} 

B  4.  5  He 


a6  PSALM    XVI. 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  Gold, 
And  mourns  that  Juftice  fhould  be  fold  : 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  Poor, 
Sweet  Charity  attends  his  Door.] 

f  He  loves  his  Enemies,  and  prays 
For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  Face  ; 
And  doth  to  al!  Men  fiill  the  fame 
That  he  vv  -iild  hope  or  wifh  frcm  them;  ^ 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  Works  are  done, 
His  Soul  depends  on  Grace  alone  5 
This  is  the  Man  thy  Face  fiiall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord;  vtith  Thee. 

PSALM    16,    Firjf  Pari.    Long  Metre. 

Conf'effiou   of   our  ?o<verty ;    and,    Saint i   the   bcji 
Company ;  or,  Good  IVorhs  Pnfit  Men,  not  GOD. 

I   "PRESERVE  me.  Lord,  ir«  Time  of  Need, 
A       For  Succour  to  thy  Throne  I  flee. 
But  have  no  Merits  there  to  plead  j 
My  Goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  Thee.. 

'i.  Oft  have  my  Heart  and  Tongue  confeft. 
How  empty  and  bow  poor  I  am  j 
My  Praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft. 
Nor  add  new  Glories  to  thy  Name. 

3' Yet,  Lord,  thy  Saints  on  Earth  may  reap 
Some  Profit  by  the  Good  we  do  ; 
Thefe  are  the  Company  I  keep, 
Thefe  are  the  choiceft  Friends  I  know, 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  Sens  of  Mirth, 
To  give  a  Relifh  to  the'r  Wine  ; 
T  love  the  Men  of  heavenly  Birth, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Language  are  divine. 

PSALM    16.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
ChrJftV  All-fufficimcy. 
■\    TT  O  W  faft  their  Guik  and  Sorrows  rife, 
Jj      Wi  o  h3fte  to  feek  fome  Idol-God  ! 
I  will  no'  tafte  their  Sacrifice, 
Their  Offerings  of  forbidden  Blood.         2  My 


PSALM    XVL  s7 

%  My  GOD  provides  a  richer  Cup  3 
And  nobler  Food  to  live  upon  j 
He  for  mv  Life  ha>  ofFer'd  up 
JESUS  his  beft-beloved  Son. 

3  His  Love  is  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 

By  Day  his  Counfeis  guide  me  right  j 
And  be  his  Name  for  ever  bleft. 
Who  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Nights 

4  I  fet  him  ftill  before  min^  Eyes  ; 

At  my  Right-Hand  he  ftands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  Soul  from  all  surprize, 
And  be  my  everlafting  Guard. 

PSALM    16.    thvdPart.    Long  Metre, 
Courage  in  Death y  and  Hop:  in  th>-  Kefu^-etlion. 

J  ^T  THEN  GOD  is  nigh,  m    Faith  is  ftiong, 
VV       His  Arm  is  my  Almigf  tv  5^r(.p  3 
Be  glad,  my  Heart,  rej  'ice  my  Tongue^, 
My  dying  Flefh  fhall  reft  in  Hope. 

a  Though  in  the  Duft  I  lay  my  Head, 
Yet,  gracious  GOD,  rhou  wilt  not  leave 
My  Soul  for  ever  with  the  ' -ead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  Children  in  the  Grave'. 

3  My  FleQi  fhall  thy  fii  ft  Call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  Duft,  and  rife  o  ;  high  ; 
Then  (halt  ^hou  lead  the  wond'rous  Way 
Up  to  thy  Throne  above  the  Sky. 

4  There  Streams  of  emilefs  Pleafure  flow,  - 
And  full  Difcov'rits  of  thy  Grace, 
(Which  we  but  lafted  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  Joys  thro'  all  the  Place. 

?SALM  16.  t;.  3-g.  TifjiParf.  Common  M'eti^e^ 

Support  and  Coutifel  from  GOD  nviihout  Merit. 
1  ^^AVE  rfie,  OLord,  from  every  Foe  j. 
I  i     in  Thee- my  Truft  I  place  ; 
Though  all  the  Good  that  I  can  do 
£«n  ile'er  deferve  thy  Grace  ,• 

B'  5  s  Ye? 


iS  PSALM  xvr. 

a  Yet  if  my  GOD  prolong  my  Breath, 
The  Saints  may  profit  by't  j 
The  Saints  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 
The  Men  of  my  Delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  Idols  hafte. 

And  worfhip  Wood  or  Stone  i 
But  my  delightful  Lot  is  caft 

Where  the  true  GOD  is  known. 

4  His  Hand  provides  my  conftant  Food, 

He  fills  my  daily  Cup ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  Good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  Hope. 

5  G  O  D  is  my  Portion  and  my  Joy  ; 

His  Counfels  are  my  Light : 
He  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Day, 
And  gentle  Hints  by  Night. 

6  My  Soul  would  all  her  Thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  Eye; 
Not  Death  nor  Hell  my  Hopeftiall  move 
While  fuch  a  Friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM  i6.    Second  Part,    Common  Metre. 
The  Death  and  Refurreiiiou  of  Chrift. 

a  **  T  Set  the  Lord  befcre  my  Face, 
J[     *'  He  bears  my  Courage  up: 
<*  My  Heart  and  Tongue  their  Joys  exprefs, 
"  My  Fiefh  fhall  reft  in  Hope. 
%  **  My  Spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
"  Where  Souls  departed  are  j 
*«  Nor  quit  my  Body  to  the  Grave 
*'  To  fee  Corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  Path  of  Life, 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  Throne: 
"  Thy  Courts  immortal  Pleafure  give, 
*'  Thy  Prefence  Joys  unknown." 

4  [Thus  in  the  Name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  Da'vid  fving, 

Ant5 


PSALM    XVIf.  29 

And  Providence  fulfils  the  Word 
Of  his  prophetick  Tongue. 

5  Jefus^  whom  every  Saint  adores. 

Was  crucify'd  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  Tomb  its  Prey  reftores. 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  fhall  my  Feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  Heav'n's  eternal  Hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  GO  D's  Right-hand^ 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 
PS  A  LM  17.  1;.  13,  ^r.    Short  Metre. 
Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners ;   or,  Hope  and  DC" 

/pair  in  Death. 
1      A    RISE,  my  gracious  GOD, 
/\     And  make  the  Wicked  flee  : 
They  are  but  thy  chr.ftifing  Rod 
To  drive  thy  Saints  to  Thee, 
s  Behold  the  Sinner  dies,       t. 

His  haughty  Words  are  vain  j 
Here  in  this  Lite  his  Pleafure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  Pain. 
3  Then  let  his  Pride  advance. 
And  boaft  of  all  his  Store  j 
The  Lord  is  my  Inheritance, - 
My  Soul  can  wiili  no  more, 
4.  I  ihall  behold  the  Face 

Of  my  forgiving  GOD: 
And  (land  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs, 
Wa(h'd  in  my  Saviour's  Blood. 
5  There's  a  new  Heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  De.ith, 
Dreft  in  theLikenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  Breath. 

PSALM    17.    Long  Metre. 
The  Sinner's  Portion,    and  Saint's  Hope\    or,    The 

Heanjen  of  fep urate  Souls,  and  the  Kefurre8ion. 
i   T     OR  D,  I  am  thine  j  but  thou  wilt  prove 
\  A    My  Faith,  my  Patience,  and  my  Love  ; 
B  6  When 


so  PSALM    XVIir. 

When  Men  of  Spite  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  Swrrd,  the  Hand  is  thine, 
■a  Their  Hope  and  Portion  lie  below  j 
'Tis  all  the  Happinefs  they  know, 
'Tis  all  ihey  feek  j  they  take  their  Shares, 
And  leave  the  reft  among  tlieir  Heirs. 

3  What  Sinners  value,  !  refignj 
Lord,  'tisencugh  that  thuu  art  mine: 
I  (h.If  beheld  thy  blrisful  Face, 

And  fta.id  com  pie.,  t  in  Righteoufnefs. 

4  "'his  Lite's  a  Dieam,  an  empty  Show  j 
Bu'  the  bright  World,  to  which  I  go. 
Hath  Joys  lubftantial  and  fmcere  j 
When  ihali  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  Hour  !  O  '^kft  Abode  ! 

1  {[^a\\  be  nt-ar,  and  like  my  GOI>f 
And  Flefh  a  d  Sinnomore  controiit 
The  facied  Pleafu.es  of  the  S  >tiL 

6  My  Fiefh  (hall  flum'ier  in  the  Ground, 
Till  the  laft  T;umpet's  ioyTiil  Sound  j 
Then  burll  rhe  Chains  with  fweet  Surprize, 
Ami  in  my  Saviour's  Image  rife. 

PSALM    I?.     FirJfParf.     ' 
LongMetie.    «z;.  i--6,  15-18, 
Delhjtrance  from  Lefpah\  or>  Temptations  o^ver" 

come. 
I  ^'pHEE  will  Hove,  O  Lord,  my  Strength, 
A      M  y  Rock,  my  TowV,   my  high  Defence  $. 
Thy  mighty  A:  ra  (hall  be  my  Trult, 
For  I  have  found  Saltation  thence. 
i  Death,  and  the  Ferrors  of  the  Grave, 
St<^od  r<^und  me  with  their  difmal  Shade  j 
While  Floods  of  high  Temptations  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  Soul  afraid. 
3  1  faw  the  opening  Ga-tes  ot  Hell, 
Wit^i  endlefs  Pains  and  Sorrow  there-. 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  hiwiy'd  to  dtfpair,  4  In. 


PSALM    XVIII.  31 

4  In  my  Diftrefs  I  call'd  my  GOD, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine: 
He  bow'd  his  Ear  to  my  Complaint  5 
Then  did  his  Grace  appear  divine. 

5  [Wi:h  Speed  he  flew  to  my  Relief, 
As  on  a  Cherub's  Wing  he  rodej 
Awful  and  bright  as  Lightning  (hone 
The  Face  of  my  DelivVer  GOD. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  Rebuke, 
The  Blaft  of  his  Almighty  Breath  j 
He  fent  Salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Death.] 

7  Great  were  my  Fears,  my  Foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  Strength,  and  more  their  Rage ; 
But  Cbrijf,  my  Lord,  is  Conqu'ror  ftill 

In  all  the  Wars  that  Devils  wage. 

8  My  Song  for  ever  fliall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  Hour  5 
And  give  the  Glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  Mercy  and  his  Power^ 

PSALM    iS.     Second  Pari, 

•z/r  zo-'-^S;    Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  proved  and  reivarded. 
3   T     ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fincere, 
!__/  Haft  made  thy  Truth  and  Love  appear  f 
Before  mine  Eyes  I  fst  thy  Laws, 
And  thou  liaft  cwn'd  my  righteous  Caufe, 
1  -Sines  r  have  learnM  thy  hoJy  Ways, 
Tve  walk'd  upright  before  thy  Facej 
Or  if  my  Feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'^Twas  n-ever  with  a  wicked  Heart. 

3  What  fore  Teraprarions  broke  my  Reft  \ 
What  Wars  and  Strugglings  in  my  Breaft  \ 
V>m  thro'  thy  Grace  that  reigns  within 

I  guard  againft-my  dcsriing  Sin, 

4  That  Sin  that  cicfe  befets  me  ftill^ 
That  works  and  ftrives  aga-inft  my  Will  j 

WheA 


32  PSALM    XVIII. 

When  fhall  thy  Spirit's  Sovereign  Pow  V 
Deftroy  it  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  Hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  Mortals  their  Reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  Soul  fhall  find 
A  GOD  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  Juft  and  Pure  fliall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they: 
And  Men  that  love  Revenge,  fhall  know, 
GOD  hath  an  Arm  of  Vengeanee  too. 

PSALM     1 8.     i:hird  Part. 

Long  Metre,     'v.  30,  31.  34,  35.  46,  tSc. 

Rejoicing  in  GOD',  or,  Salivation  and  Triumph. 

1  TU  S  T  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word, 
cF     Great  Roek  of  my  fecure  Abode : 
Who  is  a  GOD  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  Where's  a  Refuge  like  our  GOD? 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  Might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  Sword  to  wield  : 
And  while  with  Sin  and  Hell  I  fight. 
Spreads  his  Salvation  for  my  Shield. 

3  Relives  (and  bleffed  be  my  Rock) 
The  G  O  D  of  my  Salvation  lives, 
The  dark  Defigns  of  Hell  are  broke; 
Sweet  is  the  Pe^ce  my  Father  gives, 

4  Before  the  Scoffers  of  the  Age 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  Name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  Rage, 

But  meet  Reproach,  and  bear  the  Shame, 

5  To  Da'vid  and  his  Royal  Seed 
Thy  Grace  for  ever  fhall  extend  J 

Thy  Love  to  Saints  in  Chrift.their  Head, 
Knows  not  a  Limit,  nor  an  End. 

PSALM   18.    FirJI  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Fi^ory  and  Triumph  o<ver  Temporal  Enemies, 
X  "ITT  E  love  Thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
VV      Now  is  thine  Arm  reveal'd  : 

Thoa 


PSALM    XVIIL  33 

I  Thou  art  our  Strength,  our  heavenly  TowV, 

I  Our  Bulwark  and  our  Shield. 

\^  a  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  fure  Defence ; 
His  holy  Name  our  Lips  invoke, 

And  draw  Salvation  thence. 

3  When  G  OD,  ouf  Leader,  Ihines  in  Arms^ 

What  mortal  Heart  can  bea,r 
The  Thunder  of  his  loud  Alarms  ? 
The  Lightning  of  his  Spear? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  Wind, 

And  Angels  in  Array, 
In  Millions  wait  to  know  his  Mind, 
And  fwift  as  Flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  Rebuke 

Whole  Armies  are  difmay'd  j 
His  Voice,  his  Frown,  his  angry  Look 
Strikes  all  their  Courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  Gen'rals  for  the  Field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  Skill  j 
Gives  them  his  awful  Sword  to  wield. 
And  makes  their  Hearts  of  Steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  Captains  to  the  Fight, 

(Tho'  there  his  Name's  fo;got  j 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  Might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 

8  Oft'  has  the  Lord  vi'hole  Nations  blefl, 

For  his  own  Church's  Sake ; 
ThePow'rs  that  give  his  People  Refl, 
Shall  of  his  Care  partake.] 

PSALM  1 8.    Second  Pari.    Common  Metre, 

Tie  Conqueror''s  Sof?g, 

s  'T^^  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe 
A.      The  Triumph  of  the  Day  j 
Thy  Terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  Foe, 
And  melt  their  Strength  away. 

%  'Tis 


34  PSALM    XIX. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  Aid  our  Troops  prevail. 

And  break  united  Powers, 
Or  burn  their  boalted  Fleets,  or  fcale 
The  proudeft  Qi  iheir  TowVc. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  Field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  Ground  ; 
While  thy  balvation  was  our  Shield, 
But  they  no  Shelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idle  Saints  they  cry, 

And  perifli  in  their  Blood  j 
Where  is  a  ^ock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  powerful  as  our  GOD  ? 

5  The  Rock  of  Jjraeiever  lives, 

His  Name  be  eve;  bleft; 
'Tis  his  ovyn  Aim  the  Vift'ry  gives. 
And  gives  bis  People  Reft. 

6  On  Kings  that  reign  as  David  did. 

He  pours  his  BleflTiijgs  down  j 
Secures  their  Honours  to  their  Seed, 
And  well  lapports  the  Crown. 

PSALM  19.    Firl\  Part.    Short  Metre» 
The  Book  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture* 
t   O  EHO  L  D  the  lofty  Sky 
13     Declares  its  Maker  GOD, 
And  all  bis  Starry  Works  on  high 
Procla.m  his  Pow'r  abroad, 
t  The  Darknefs  and  the  Light 

Still  keep  their  Courfe  the  fame  j 
While  Night  to  Day,  and  Day  to  Night 
Divinely  teach  his  Name. 

3  In  ev'ry  difFVent  Land 

Their  genVal  Voice  is  known  ; 
They  (hew  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 
And  Orders  of  his  Throne. 

4  Ye  Briti/h  Lands  rejoice,^ 

Here  he  reveals  his  Word, 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  Voice 
To  bid  us  know  th«  Lord,  5  KI 


PSALM    XIX.  3S 

5  His  Statutes  and  Commands 

Are  fet  before  our  Eyes, 
He  put  his  Gofpel  in  cur  Hands, 
Where  our  Salvation  li£s. 

6  His  Laws  are  juft  and  pure. 

His  Truth  without  Deceit,  ^. 

His  Proniifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  Rewards  are  great.. 

7  [Not  Honey  to  the  Taile 

Affords  fo  much  Delight, 
Nor  Gold  that  has  the  Furnace  paft, 

So  much  allures  the  Sight. 
S  While  of  thy  Works  Ifing, 

Thy  Glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  Praife,  my  GOD,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  Name.] 

PSALM  19.     Second  ?ari.    Short  Metre. 

eOD's   Word   mofi   excellent-^    or.    Sincerity    and 
H^atchfulnefs. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
X    TJ  E  H  OL  D  the  Morning  Sun 
j3  Begins  his  glorious  Way ; 
His  Beams  thro'  all  the  Nations  run, 
And  Life  and  Light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  Gofpel  comes, 

It  fpreadj  diviner  Light, 
It  calls  dead  Sinners  from  their  Tombs. 
And  gives  the  Blind  their  Sight. 

3  How  perfeol  is  thy  Word  ! 

And  all  thy  Judgments  jufl ; 
For  ever  fure  thy  Promife,  Lord, 
And  Men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  gracious  GOD,  how  plain 

Are  thy  Dire6lions  giv'n  ! 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  Path  to  Heav'n. 

FAUSEv- 


36  PSALM    XIX. 

PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  tliy  Word  with  Love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 
The  Errors  of  his  Ways  ? 

Yet  with  a  bold  prefwmptuous  Mind 
I  would  not  dare  tranrgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  Sin  j 
Forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  cleanfe  this  guilty  Soul  of  mine, 
Whofe  Crimes  exceed  my  Thoughts. 

$  While  with  my  Heart  and  Tongue 
I  fpread  thy  Praife  abroad  ; 

Accept  the  Worfhip  and  the  Song, 
My  Saviour  and  iry  GOD. 

PSALM    19.    Long  Metre. 

*Tb£  Booh  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture  compat''d\  or, 
The  Glory  and  Succefs  of  the  Gofpel, 

1  r|-nHE  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
X       In  evVy  Star  thy  Wildom  fhines : 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  thy  Word, 
We  read  thy  Name  in  fairer  Lines. 

a  The  rolling  Sun,  the  changing  Light, 
And  Nights  and  Days  thy  Pow'r  confefs ; 
But  the  bleft  Volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  Juftice  and  thy  Grace. 

3  Sun,  Moon  and  Stars,  cor»vey  thy  Praife 
Round  the  whole  Earth,  and  never  ftand: 
So  when  thy  Truth  begun  its  Race, 
Ittouch'd,  and  glanc'd  en  ev*ry  Land. 

4.  Nor  flnll  thy  fpreading  Gofpel  reft 

Till  thro'  the  World  thy  Truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Chr'iji  has  all  the  Nations  bleft 
That  fee  the  Light,  or  feel  the  Sun. 

5  Great 


PSALM    XrX.  37 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  daik  World  with  heav'nly  Liglit  j 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife ; 
Thy  Laws  are  pure,  thy  Judgments  right. 

6  Thy  nobleft  Wonders  here  we  view 
In  Souls  renew'd,  and  Sins  fcrgiv'n  : 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  Sins,  my  Soul  renew. 
And  make  thy  Word  my  Guide  to  Heav'n. 

PSALM  19.    To  the  Tune  of  the  iisthPfalm. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 
I   /'^  Reat  God,  the  Keav'n's  well  o:  der'd  Frame 
v_T  Declares  the  Glories  of-  thy  Name: 

There  thy  rich  Works  of  Wonder  fliine, 
A  thoufand  ftarry  Beauties  there, 
A^thoufand  radiant  Marks  appear 
Of  boundle's  PowY,  and  Skill  divine, 
a  From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dyin^  Light, 

Leftures  of  heav'nly  Wildom  read  j 
With  filent  Eloquence  they  raife 
Our  Thoughts  to  our  Creator's  Praife, 
And  neither  Sound  nor  Language  need, 

3  Yet  their  divine  Inftrudlions  run 
Far  ;!s  the  Journeys  of  the  Sun, 

And  every  Nation  knov/s  their  Voice; 
The  Sun,  like  fome  young  Bridegroom  dreft. 
Breaks  from  the  Chambers  of  the  Eall, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  Earth  reioice. 

4  Where-e'er  he  fpreads  his  Beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles,  and. fpeaks  his  Maker  GOD  ; 

All  Nature  Joins  to  (hew  thy  Praifs  :  ^ 
Thus  G  OD  in  every  Creature  fhinesj 
Fair  is  the  Book  of  Nature's  Lines, 

But  fairer  is  the  Book  of  Grace. 
PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  Volumes  of  thy  Word  ; 
What  Light  and  Joy  thofe  Leaves  afford 

To  Souls  benighted  and  diftrell !  Thy 


38  PSALM    XX. 

Thy  Precepts  guide  my  doubtful  Way, 
Thy  Fear  forbears  my  Feet  to  ftray, 
Thy  Promife  leads  my  Heart  to  Reft. 

6  From  the  Difcov'ries  of  thy  Law 
The  perfect  Rules  of  Life  I  draw  ; 

Thefe  are  my  Study  and  Delight; 
Not  Honey  fo  in^'ites  the  Tafte, 
Nor  Gold  that  hath  the  Furnace  paft, 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  Sight. 

7  Thy  I'hreafnings  wake  my  flumb'ring  Eye&V 
And  warn  me  where  my  Danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blefied  Gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  Confcience  clean, 
Conve:ts  my  SouL  fuodues  my  Sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  Reward. 

8  Who  knows  theJErrors  of  his  Thoughts? 
My  GOD,  forH'e  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  Sins  reftrainj 
Accept  my  pior  Attempts  of  Fraife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  Book  of  Grace, 

And  Book  of  Nature  not  in  vain. 

PSALM   20. 
Prayer  and  Hope  of  ViSiory. 
For  a  D;>y  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 
X   TVT  ^  ^  "'^'"^y  the  G  OD  of  PowY  and  Gi ace 
!.%(      Attend  his  People's  humble  Cry! 
"Jih^mah  he-rs  when  Ifr^dYtTzy^, 
And  brtnga  DelivVance  from  on  high. 

2  The  Name  of  Jacob's  GOD  defends 
Better  than  Shields  or  brazen  Walls  j 
He  from  his  Sanduary  fends 
Succour  and  Strength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  rempmhers  all  our  Sighs, 
His  Love  exceeds  our  belt  Delerts  j 
His  Love  accepts  the  Sacrifice 

Of  humble  Groans  and  broken  Hearts. 

4  In 


PSALM    XXL  39 

In  his  Salvation  is  our  Hope, 
And  ill  the  Name  of  Ifi'ers  GOD, 
Our  Troops  fhall  lift  their  Banners  up. 
Our  Navies  fpi  ead  their  Flags  abroad. 
Some  truft  in  Horfes  train'd  for  War, 
And  fome  in. Chariots  make  their  Bo  jlis  5 
Our  lureft  Expeditions  are 
From  Thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  Hofts, 
[O  may  the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Name 
Infpire  our  Armies  for  the  Fight ! 
Our  Foes  (hall  fall  and  die  with  Shame, 
Or  quit  the  Field  with  ihameful  Flight.] 
Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  Fear, 
Now  let  our  Hope  be  firm  and  flrong. 
Till  thy  Salvation  ftiall  appear. 
And  Joy  and  Triumph  raife  the  Song. 

PSALM    ai.    Common  Metre. 
Our  King  is  the  Care  of  Hea-ven, 
HE  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife 


T 


Shall  in  thy  Strength  rejoice , 
And,  bleft  with  thy  Salvation,  raife 
To  Heav'n  his  chearful  Voice, 
a  Thy  fure  Defence  thro'  Nations  round 
Has  fpread  his  glorious  Name  5 
And  his  fuccefsful  Actions  crown'd 
With  Majefty  and  Fame. 
%  Then  let  the  King  on  GOD  alone 
For  timely  Aid  relyj 
His  Mercy  ill  all  fupport  tlie  Throne, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupply, 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  his  ftubborn  Foes 

Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  Hand  j 
Thy  vengeful  Arm  (hall  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  his  mild  Command. 

5  When  thou  againft  them  doft  engage, 

Thy^uftj  but  dreadful  Doom 

Shall 


40  PSALM    XXII. 

Shall,  like  a  fiery  Oven's  Rage, 

Their  Hopes  and  them  confume. 
6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  Power  declare, 

And  thus  exalt  thy  Fame; 
While  we  glad  Songs  of  Praife  prepare 

For  thine  Almighty  Name. 

PSALM  21.    a/.  I— -9.    Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 

I    T^Al^lD  rejoicM  in  God  his  Strength, 
JL/  Rais'd  to  the  Throne  by  fpecial  Grace, 
But  Chrtji  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  Triumph  and  the  Praife. 

a  How  great  is  the  MeJ/iaiys  Joy 
In  the  Salvation  of  thy  Hand  ! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  Kingdom  high. 
And  giv'n  the  World  to  his  Command. 

3  Thy  Goodnefs  grants  whatever  he  will. 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  Requeft  with-hold  : 
BleHings  of  Love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  Crowns  of  Glory,  not  of  Gold. 

4.  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  Temple  fhlne  j 
Bleft  with  the  Favour  of  thy  Face,  ^ 

And  Length  of  everiaftingDays. 

3  Thine  Hand  fhall  find  out  all  his  Foes  j 
And  as  a  fiery  Oven  glows 
Wirh  raging  Heat  and  living  Coals, 
So  fhall  thy  Wraik  devour  their  Souls, 

PSALM    2Z.    'V.  1 16.    Firji  Part, 

Common  Metre. 
The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Chrift. 

,   TX  7  H^  ^^^^  "^^  ^°^  ^y  ^°"^  forfook, 
W       Nor  willa  Smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  Da-vid  once  in  Anguifn  fpoke. 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 
a  Though  'tis  thy  chief  Delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifmg  Saints,  Yet 


PSALM    XXII.  41 

Yet  thou  canft  hear  a  Groan  as  welJ, 
And  pity  our  Complaints. 

3  Our  Fathers  trufted  in  thy  Name, 

And  great  Dehv'rance  found  j 

But  I'm  a  Worm  defpis'd  of  Men, 

And  trodden  to  the  Ground. 

4  Shaking  the  Head  they  pafs  me  by. 

And  laugh  my  Soul  to  Scorn; 
^"  In  vain  be  trujis  in  God,  they  cry, 
**  NegleSied  and  forlorn.'''' 

5  But  thou  art  Ke  who  form'd  my  Flelh, 

By  thine  Almighty  Word, 
And  fmce  I  hung  upon  the  Breaft, 
My  Hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  Face 

When  Foes^ftand  threatening  round 
In  the  dark  Hour  of  deep  Diftrefs, 
And  not  an  Helper  found  ? 

PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 

The  Cruel  and  the  Proud, 
As  Bulls  of  Bajhan  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  Lions  roaring  loud. 
^  From  Earth  and  Heii  my  Sorrows  meet 
To  multiply  the  Smart  j 
They  nail  my  Hands,  they  pierce  my  Feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  Heart. 
9  Yet  if  thy  Sov'reign  Hand  let  loofe 
The  Rage  of  Earth  and  Hell, 
Why  will  Kiy  heav*"nly, Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 
30  My  GOD,  if  polfibie  it  be, 
With-hold  this  bitter  Cup  : 
But  I  refigp  my  Will  to  Thee, 
And  dnnk  the  Sorrows  up. 
SI  My  Heart  dilfolves  with  Pangs  unknown, 
Ih  Groans  I  wafte  my  Breath  \ 

Thy 


^^  PSALM    XXK. 

Thy  heavy  Hand  has  brought  me  down 

Low  as  the  Daft  of  Death. 
12  Father,  I  give  my  Spirit  up, 

And  trutt  it  ir.  thy  Hand  ; 
My  dyin?  Flefliih:ill  reft  in  Hope, 

And  riTe  at  thy  Command. 

PSALM  42.    't^.  20,  21,  a7-»>3i.     Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
ChriftV  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 
J    (c  f^rOlf^from  the  roaring  Lien's  Rage, 
J^    «  O  Lord,  prcte^  thy  Sen, 
<«  Nor  lea've  thy  Darling  to  engage 
«  The  Powers  of  Hell  alone."" 
2  Thus  did.our  ftftVing  Saviour  pray. 
With  mighty  Cries  and  Tears  -, 
GOD  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  Day, 
An^  chased  away  his  Fears, 
r,  Great  was  the  ViaVy  of  his  Death, 
His  Throne  exalted  high: 
And  all  the  Kindreds  of  the  Earth 
Shall  worftiio  or  (hall  die. 
4.  A  numerous  OtTspring  muft  arife 
From  his  expiring  Groans ; 
They  fliall  be  reckon^  in  his  Eyes 
For  Daughters  and  tor  Sons, 
c  The  meek  and  humble  Souls  (hall  (ee 
"       His  Table  richly  fpread  ; 

And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  Ihall  be 
With  Joys  immortal  fed. 
6  The  Illes  (hall  know  the  Righteoufnefs 
Of  our  incarnate  GOD. 
'And  Nations  yet  unborn  profeis 
Salvation  in  his  Blood. 

PSALM    ai.    Long  Metre. 
ChriftV  Sufferings  and-Exaltatton. 
O  W  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
The  dying  Sorrows  of  our  Lord, 


'N 


PSALM    XXm.  4j 

When  he  complain'd  in  Tears  and  Biood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  GO D. 

%  The  Jenus  beheld  him  thus  fcriorn. 
And  (hake  their  Heads  and  laugh  in  Scorn  ^ 
"  He  refcu'd  others  Trom  the  Grave  j 
**  Now  let  him  try  himfclf  to  fave. 

$  "  This  is  the  Man  did  once  pretend 
"GOD  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  j 
"  If  G  O  D  the  BklTed  lov'd  him  (oy 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?'* 

4  Barbarous  People  I  Cruel  Priefts ! 

How  they  fteod  round  like  favage  Beads ; 

Like  Lions  gaping  to  devour. 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  PowV. 

5  They  wound  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Till  Streams  of  Blood  each  other  meet  j 

By  Lot  his  Garments  they  divide. 
And  mock  the  Pangs  in  which  he  dy*d« 

6  But  G  O  D  his  Father  heard  his  Cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  Nations  learn  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  Sinners  tafte  his  Grace. 

PSALM  23.    Long  Metre. 
GOD  our  Shepherd. 

E   \Jf  Y  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  j 

*^''  Now  (hall  my  Wants  be  well  fupply'd  > 
His  Providence  and  holy  Word 
Become  my  Safety  and  my  Guide. 

ft  In  Paftures  where  Salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rei?-. 
There  living  Water  gently  flows. 
And  all  the  Food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wand'ring  Feet  his  Ways  miftake  j 
But  he  reftores  my  Soul  to  Peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  Sake 
In  the  U\x  Paths  of  Righteoufnefs, 

C  4  Ths' 


4*  T  S  A  L  M   -XXTIL 

4.  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  Vale 
Where  Death  and  all  its  Terrors  are, 
My  Heart  and  Hope  (hall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amidft  the  Darknefs  and  the  Deeps 
Thow  art  my  Comfoit,  thou  my  Stay  j 
Thy  Staff  fupports  my  feeble  Steps, 
Thy  Rod  directs  my  d(.ubtful  v\^ay. 

6  The  Sons  of  Earth,  and  Sons  of  Hell 
Gaze  at  thy  Goodnefs  and  repine 

To  fee  my  Table  fpread  fo  well 
With  living  Bread  and  chearfu!  Wine, 

7  [How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  Head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  rell  • 
'Tis  a  divine  Anointing,  Ihed 
Like  Oil  of  Ghdnefs  at  a  Fealf. 

8  Surely  .he  Mercies  of  the  Lord 
At'.end  liis  Houlhold  all  their  Days; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  Word, 
To  feek  his  Face,  and  fmg  his  Praife.] 

PSALM  aj.    Common  Metre. 

1  ]V/f  Y  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need, 
^^^     Jtho-vah  is  his  Namej 

]n  Paftures  frefli  he  makes  me  feed, 
Befide  the  living  Stream- 

2  He  brings  my  wandYing  Spirit  back    \ 

When  I  forfake  his  Ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  Sake 
In  Paths  of  Trwth  and  Grace, 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  Shades  of  Death, 

Thy  Pre  fence  is  my  Stay; 
A  Word  of  thy  fupporting  Breath 
Drives  all  my  Fears  away. 

4  Thy  Hmd  in  Spite  of  all  my  Foes 

Dr.th  ftill  my  Table  fpread  ; 

My  Cup  with  Blefllngs  overflows, 

Thine  Oil  anoints  my  Head. 

5  Tb 


P  is  A  X^  M    XXIV.  -^5 

5  The  fure  Provifions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  Days  ; 
O  may  thy  Houfe  be  mine  Abcxif, 
And  all  my  Work  be  Praife  ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  Reft, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  Stranger  or  a  Guell, 
But  like  a  Child  at  Home. 

PSALM    a 3.  Short  Metre-. 
X  np  H  E  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
"*•      I  fliall  be  well  fupply'd 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his. 
What  can  I  want  befide  ? 
a  He  leads  me  to  the  Place 

Where  heav'nly  Pafture  grow?. 
Where  living  Waters  gently  pafs;, 
And  full  Salvation  flows, 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  Soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  Way, 
For  his  moll  holy  Name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  Aid 

I  cannot  yield  to  Fear  : 
Tho'  I  ihould  walk  thro'  Death's  dark  Shads, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 
3  In  Spite  of  all  my  F®es, 

Thou  doft  my  Table  fpread. 
My  Cup  with  Bleflings  overflows. 
And  Joy  exalts  my  Head. 
6  The  Bounties  of  thy  Love 

Shall  crown  my  following  Days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  Houfe  will  1  remove. 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  Praiie. 

PSALM   24.    Common  Metre, 
Divelling  avifb  GOD. 
I  rr  HE  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
•*■     With  AdaTfi's  numYous  Race  j 

C  z  He 


^  ^  S  A  L  M    XXIV. 

He  ra's'd  its  Arches  o'er  the  Flood?, 
And  built  it  on  the  Seas, 
a  But  who  rjnong  the  Sons  of  Men 
May  vifit  thine  Abode  ? 
He  that  has  Hands  from  Mifchief  cleaHj 
Whofe  Heart  is  right  with  GOD. 
3  This  is  the  Man  may  rife  and  take 
The  Blefllngs  of  his  Grace  j 
This  is  the  Lot  oi  thofe  that  leek 
The  G  O  D  of  Jarob's  Face. 
^  Now  let  ou  •  Souls  immortal  Pow'rs 
To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 
Lift  up  their  everlafting  Doors, 
The  King  of  Glory's  near. 
5  The  Kng  of  Glory  !  Who  can  tell 
The  WoHders  of  his  Might  ? 
He  rules  th    Nations ;  but  to  dwell 
With  Saints  is  his  Delight. 

PSALM   14.    Long  Metre. 
Saints  divellin  Heaven  \  or,  C}at\^"s  Afcenjion. 
X  nn  H  I S  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
*  And  Men  and  Worms,  and  Beafts  and  Birds  j 
He  rais'd  the  Building  on  the  Seas, 
Awd  gave  it  for  their  Dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  ahrigh.er  World  on  high. 
Thy  Palace,  Lord,  above  the  Sky  j 
Who  (hall  afcerd  that  bleft  Abe  de, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker,  CJ  O  D  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  (In, 

Whofe  Heart  is  pure,  whofe  Hands  are  clean, 
Him  (hall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  Soul  with  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefe  are  the  Men,  the  pious  Race 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Face  j 
Thefe  (hall  enjoy  the  blifsful  Sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  Light. 

PAUSE. 


PSALM    XXV.  4y 

PAUSE. 
J  Rejoice  ye  Ihining  Worlds  on  high  j 

Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh  ; 

Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be  ? 

The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  He. 
4  Ye  heav'nly  Gates,  your  Leaves  difplay, 

To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  Way  j 

Laden  with  Spoils  from  Earth  and  Hell, 

The  Conqn'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwelio 
7  Raised  from  the  Dead  he  goes  before. 

He  opens  Heav'n's  eternal  Door, 

To  give  his  Saints  a  bleft  Abode 
.    Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  GOD, 

P  S  A  L  M  25.    V.  1— II.    FirJiPart. 

Waiting  far  Pardon  and  Direiiicn. 

%  T  LIFT  my  Soul  to  GOD, 
•■■     My  Truft  is  in  his  Name; 
Let  not  my  Foes  that  feek  my  Bloody, 
Still  triumph  in  my  Shame. 

2  Sin,  and  the  PowVs  of  Hell, 

Perfuademe  to  defpairj 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  Cov'nant  well. 
That  I  may  Ycape  the  Snare, 

3  From  the  firtt  dawning  Light 

Till  the  dark  Ev'ning  rilie. 
For  thy  Salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  Eyes. 
4.  Remember  all  thy  Grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  Truth  ; 
Forgive  the  Sins  of  riper  Days., 
And  Fellies  of  my  Youth. 
5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  Meek  fliall.  learn  his  Ways, 
And  every  humble  Sinner  find 
The  Methodaof  his  Grace. 

G  s  6  For 


4f  PSALM    XXV. 

6  For  his  own  Goodnefs  Sftke, 

He  faves  my  Soul  from  Shame. 
He  pardons  (tho*  my  Guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

PSALM   25.  «;;.  12,  14,.! o,  13.  Second  Part* 

Diamine  InflruSfion. 
3  "m  HERE  fhall  the  Man  be  found 
^^     That  fears  t'  offend  his  GOD, 
That  loves  the  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  Rod  ? 
'X  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  know 
The  Secrets  of  his  Heart, 
The  Wonders  of  his  Cov'nant  (how, 
And  ail  his  Love  impart, 
3  The  Dealing;?  of  his  Hand 
Are  Tiutb  and  Mercy  ftill. 
With  fuch  as  to  Kis  Covenant  fland, 
And  love  to  do  his  Will. 
A  Thek  Souls  flull  dwell  at  Eafe 
Before  their  Maker's  Face, 
Their  Seed  <h2i\\  tafie  the  Promifes 
In  their  extenfive  Grace. 

PSALM    25.     'T'.  15--. 22.     Third  Part, 
Difirefs  of  Soulj  or,  Backjliding  and  Defertion, 
J    IVf  I  N  E  Eyes  and  my  Defire 
^'-     Are  ever  to  the  Lo.  d  } 
I  love  to  pl(fad  his  Promifes, 
And  refr  upon  his  Word. 
a  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  Soul, 
Bring  thy  Salvation  near  ; 
"When  will  thy  Hand  releafe  my  Feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  Sn.^re  ? 
3  When  fhali  the  Sovereign  Grace 
Oi"  my  forgiving  God, 
Refiore  me  frcm  thofe  dangVous  Ways 
My  wand 'ring  Feet  have  trod !  4  The 


P.&  AL  M    XXVr.  43 

4.  The  Tumult  of  my  Thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  Woe  : 
My  Spirit  languilhes,  my  Heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  every  Morning  Light 

My  Sorrow  new  begins  5 
Look  on  my  Anguifh  and  my  Pain» 
And  pardon  all  my  Sins.  ■ 

P  A  U  S  E 

6  Behold  the  Hofts  of  Hell, 

How  eruel  is  their  Hate  ? 
Againft  my  Life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  Fury  with  Deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  Soul  from  Death, 

Nor  put  my  Hope  to  Shame  j 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  Truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

8  With  humble  Faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  Face  again  j 
Of  //»/  it  fliall  ne'er  be  faid. 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain, 

P  8  A  L  M  26. 

Self- Examination  j  or,  E^vidences  of  Grace, 
i    JUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways? 
J     And  try  my  Reigns,  and  try  my  Heart  j 
My  Faith  upon  thy  Promife  ilays, 
Nor  from  thy  Law  my  Feet  depart, 
2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  Men  of  Vanity  and  Liesj 
The  Scoffer  and  the  Hypocrite, 
Are  the  Abhorrence  of  mine  Eyes, 
3  Araongft  thy  Saints  will  I  appear 
With  Hands  well  wafti'd  in  Innocence: 
But  when  I  Hand  before  thy  Bar, 
The  Blood  of  Chnf  is  my  Defence. 

C  ^  4rl 


3»  P  S  A  X  M   XXVII. 

4  I  love  thy  Habitation,  Lord, 
The  Temple  where  thine  Honours  dwell  j 
There  fhall  1  hear  thy  holy  Word, 
And  there  thy  Works  of  Wonder  tell, 

5  Let  not  my  Soul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  Men  of  Treachery  and  Blood, 
Since  I  my  Days  on  Earth  have  paft 
Among  the  Saints,  and  near  my  GOD. 

P  S  A  L  M  27.    <v.  1—6.    Firjf  Part, 
The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety, 
1  nn  HE  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 
•*•      And  jny  Salration  too  J 
G  O  D  is  my  Strength  :  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  Foes  can  do. 
a  One  Privilege  my  Heart  tlefirea  j 
O  grant  me  an  AbcJe 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  Saints, 
The  Temples  of  my  G  O  D  ! 

3  There  (ball  I  offer  my  Requefts, 

And  fee  thy  Beauty  ftill  j 
Shall  hear  thy  Mcflages  of  Love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  Will. 

4  When  Troubles  rife,  and  Storms  appear, 

There  may  his  Children  hide  j 
Cod  has  a  ftroag  Pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  Soul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  Head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  Foes  around  j 
And  Songs  of  Joy  and  Victory 
Within  thy  Temple  found. 

PSALM  17.  nf.  8,  9,  13,  14.  Second  Part, 
Prayer  and  Hope, 
J  qOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
^     *'  Te  Children,  fetk  my  Grace;' 
My  Heart  reply'd  without  Delay, 
**  rU  feek  my  Father's  Facer 

i  Let 


1 


r  s  A  E  M;  xxix:.  ^g 

a  Let  not  thy  Face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  Soul  away } 
God  of  my  Life,  I  flee  to  thee 
In  a  diftteffing  Day. 
3  Should  Friends  and  Kindred,  near  and  dear. 
Leave  me  to  w^nt,  or  die  j 
My  G  O  D  would  make  my  Life  his  Care  j 
And  ail  my  Need  fupply. 
4.  My  fainting  Flefh  had  dy'd  with  Grief, 
Had  not  my  Soul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  Grace  provide  Relief, 
Nor  was  my  Hope  deceived. 
5;  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  Saiats, 
And  keep  your  Courage  upj 
He'll  raife  your  Spirit  when  it  faints. 
And  far  exceeds  your  Hope. 

PSALM    ap. 

Starm  and  Tbun-der. 

I  O  I  VE  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame^ 
^^  Give  to  the  Lord  Renown  and  FowY,^ 
Afcribe  due  Honours  to  his  Name, 
And  his  eternal  Might  adore. 

a  The  Lord  proclaims  his  Pow'r  aloud 
Over  the  Ocean  and  the  Land  j 
His  Voice  divides  the  wat'ry  Cloud, 
And  Lightnings  blaz«  at  his  Command, 

3  He  fpeaks,  and  Tempeft,  Hail  and  Windi. 
Lay  the  wide  Forelt  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  Hart  and  frighted  Hind, 
Leap  at  the  Terror  of  the  Sound. 

4.  To  Lebanon  ke  turns  his  Voice, 
And  low  the  ftately  Ctdars  break  : 
The  Mountains  tremble  at  the  Noife, 
The  Vallies  roar,  the  Defarts  quake. 

J  The  Lord  fits  SovYeign  on  the  Flood,. 
Thf  ThHRd'f er  rei^n  s  for  ever  King  j 


52.  PSALM    XXX. 

But  makes  his  Church  his  bleft  Abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  Glories  fing. 
6  In  gentler  Language  there  the  Lord 
The  Counfel  of  his  Grace  imparts  j  • 
jAmJ'^ft  the  j-aging  Storm,  his  Word 
Spenks  Feace  and  Courage  to  our  Hearts. 

P  S  A  L  M  30.     Firji  Part, 

Sichnefs  healedy  and  Sorroivs  remo'ved, 
t  TWILL  extol  Thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
'■•  At  thy  Ctinniand  Difeafes  fly  j 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
Fiom  the  dark  Borders  of  the  Grave  ? 

2  Sin^  to  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  GoodneCs  is  j 
Let  all  your  PowVs  rejoice  and  blefs, 
Wlnle  you  record  bis  Holinefs. 

3  His  Anger  but  a  Moment  Hays  5 
His  Love  is  Life  and  Length  of  Days : 

'I  ho'  Grief  and  Tears  the  Night  employ, 
The  Morning- Star  reitores  the  Joy. 

PSALM   10.  <v.  6.     Second  Part* 

Health,  Sid  fief Sy  and  Peconjery, 
J  T^  I R  M  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright, 
*     And  I  prefum  d  'twould  ne'er  be  Night; 
For»dly  T  faid  within  my  Heart, 
•*  PUafure  and  Peace  /ball  ve^er  depart.'''' 
a  But  I  forgot  thine  Arm  was  itrong, 

Which  made  my  Mountain  ftand  fo  longj 
Soon  as  thy  Face  began  to  hide. 
My  Health  was  gone,  wy  Comforts  dy'd. 
3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  Thee,  my  God  ; 

«*  What  c^n'rt  thou  profit  by  my  Blood  ? 
*'  Deep  in  theDuft  can  I  declare 
♦*  i  by  Tj  uth,  or  fing  thy  Goodiiefs  there  ? 
/.  4  «'  Hear 


PSALM    XXXL  St 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  GOD  of  Grace,  Ifaid, 
'*   And  bring  me  from  among;  the  Dead  :'* 
Thy  Word  rebiik'd  the'Pains  I  felt. 
Thy  pafd'ning  Love  remov'd  my  Guilt. 

5  My  Groans,  and  Tears,  and  Forms  of  Woe> 
Are  turn'd  to  Joy  and  Praifes  now  } 

I  throw  my  Sackcloth  on  the  Ground, 
And  Eafe  and  Gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

6  My  Tongue,  the  Giory  of  my  Frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  Name  ; 

Thy  Praife  (hall  found  thro'  Karth  and  Heav'n 
For  Sicknefs  beai'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n. 

P  S  A  L  M  31.  «!;.  13—19,  12,  23.    Firji  Parf^ 

Delinjerance  from  Death. 
J   tNTO  thine  Hand,  O  GOD  of  Truth, 
-*■     My  Spirit  I  commit  j 
Thou  halt  redeem'd  my  Soul  fr^m  Death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  Pit. 

2  The  Paflions  of  my  Hope  and  Fear 

Maintain'd  a  double  Strife, 
While  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Sin  eonfpir'd. 
To  take  away  my  Life. 

3  "  My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand^''  I  cry''d> 

<'  Tko"  1  dra%-}  near  the  Duft  ;" 
Thou  art  the  Refuge  where  I  hide. 
The  G  O  D  in  whom  I  truft. 
4.  O  make  thy  reconciled  Face 
Upon  thy  Servant  (hine. 
And  fave  me  for  thy  Mercy-Sake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

5  ['Twas  in  my  Hafte,  my  Spirit  faid, 

*'  /  7nu.Ji  d/fpair  and  diey 
*'  /  am  cut  off  before  thi?2e  Eyes  ;" 
But  thou  haft  heard  my  Cry.] 

6  Thy  Goodnefs  how  divinely  free. 

How  wond'rous  >3  thy  Grace, 

C  6  T<3t- 


i4.  P  &  A  L  M    XXXL 

To  thofe  that  fear  thy  Maj^fty, 

And  truft  thy  Promifes  I 
7  O  love  the  Lord,  alj  ye  his  Saints, 

And  fing  his  Praifes  loud  ; 
He  11  bend  his  Ear  to  your  Complaint!, 

And  recompenfe  the  Proud. 

PSALM  31.  «z;.  7--13— 18— 21.  Second  Part, 

D diver ance  from  Sptnder  and  Reproach, 
J  \ yf  Y  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name, 
^^^     My  G  O  D,  my  Help,   my  Truft ; 
Thou  haft  prefervM  my  Face  from  Shame, 
Mine  Honour  from  the  Duft, 
9.  "  My  Life  is  fpent  with  Grief,  I  cry'd, 
*'  My  Years  confum'd  in  Groans, 
*'  My  Strength  decays,  mine  Eyes  aiedry'd, 
"  And  Sorrow  waftes  my  Bones." 

3  Among  mine  Enemies  my  Name 

Was  a  mere  Proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  Neighbours  1  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  Fear  on  every  Side 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  apply'd 
And  fpeedy  Refcue  found. 
PAUSE. 

5  How  great  DelivVance  thou  haft  wrought 

Belore  the  Sons  of  Men  ! 
The  lying  Lips  to  Silence  brought, 
And  made  their  Boaftings  vain  \ 

6  Thy  Children  from  the  Strife  of  Tongues 

Shall  thy  Pavilion  h'de. 
Guard  them  from  Infamy  and  Wrongs, 
And  crufti  the  Sons  of  Pride. 

7  Within  thy  Pecret  Prefence,  Lord, 

L'^t  m.e  for  ever  dwell ; 
J^o  fenced  City,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
S^cwicsa  Saim.f^  weil, 

PSALM 


P  &  A  L  M    XXXII.  ^s 

PSALM   3*.    Short  Metre. 

Forgiveftefs  of  Sins  upon  Confejhft, 
t  /^BLESSED  Souls  are  they 
^^     Whofe  Sins  are  covcrM  o'er  ! 
Divinely  bleft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  Guilt  no  more, 

2  They  mourn  their  Follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  Hearts  with  Care ; 
Their  Lips  and  Lives  without  Deceit 
Shall  prove  their  Faith  fineere, 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  Guilt, 

I  felt  the  fed'ring  Wound, 

Till  I  confefs'd  my  Sins  to  thee. 

And  ready  Pardon  found. 

4  Let  Sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  Saints  keep  near  the  ThroRCj 
Our  Help  in  Times  of  deep  Diftrefs, 
Is  found  in  GOD  alone. 

PSALM    3t.    Common  Metre. 

Free  Pardon,  and  fineere  Obedience  \  or,  Conftjfion 

and  Forgi<venefs, 
I  O  A  P  P  Y  the  Man  to  whom  his  G  O  D 
*-*■    No  more  imputes  his  Sin, 
But  waih'd  in  the  Redeemer's  Blood , 
Hath  made  his  Garments  clean  ! 
ft  Happy,  beyond  Expreflion,  he, 

Whofe  Debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  j 
And  from  the  guilty  Bondage  free. 
He  feels  his  Soul  enlarged. 
3  His  Spirit  hates  Deceit  and  Lies, 
His  Words  are  all  fmcere  ; 
He  guards  his  H^art,  he  guards  his  Eye?, 
To  keep  his  Confcience  clear. 
«^  While  I  ray  inward  Guilt  fupprcft, 
N<>  Quiet  wuld.I  &id  j 


Thy 


^•^ 


S«*  PSALM    XXXII. 

Thy  Wrath  lay  burning  in  my  Breaft, 
And  racked  my  tortur'd  Mind, 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  Thoughts, 

My  fecret  Sins  reveal'd; 
Thy  pard'ning  Grace  forgave  my  Faults, 
Thy  Grace  my  Pardon  feal'd. 

6  This  fhall  invite'thy  Saints  to  pray  j 

When  like  a  raging  Flood, 
Temptations  rife,  our  Strength  and  Stay 
Is  a  forgiving  GOD. 

PSALM    32.    Firji  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  Free  Pardon  ;  or,  Jujtification  and 
SanSlification. 

X   "DLEpT  is  the  Man,  for  ever  bleft, 
^  Whofe  Guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  GOD, 
Whofe  Sins  with  Sorrow  are  confefs'd, 
And  coverM  with  his  Saviour's  Blood. 

a  Blejl  is  the  Man  to  vshom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  Iniquities, 
He  pleads  no  Merit  of  Rewaid, 
And  not  on  Works,  but  Grace  relies. 

3  From  Guile  his  Heart  and  Lips  aieiree. 
His  humble  Joy,  his  holy  Fear, 

With  deep  Repentance  well  agree,    * 
And  join  to  prove  his  Faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  Righteoufhefs 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  Sins  ! 
While  a  bright  Evidence  of  Grace 
Thro'  his  whole  Life  appears  and  (hines. 

PSALM    32.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  guilty  Confcience  eafed  by  ConfeJJlon  atid  Pardon.. 
I  VS^HILE  I  keep  Silence,  and  conceal 
^^    My  heavy  Gviik  within  my  Heart, 
What  Torments  doth  my  Confcience  I'ttl  \ 
What  Agonies  of  inwarxJ  Smart  1  -  . 


PSALM    XXXIIL  57 

%  I  fpread  my  Sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  Faults  confefs; 
Thy  Gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  Word, 
Thine  holy  Spirit  feals  the  Grace. 

3  For  this  (hall  every  humble  Soul 
Make  fwift  Addrefles  to  thy  Seat : 
When  Floods  of  huge  Temptations  roll, 
There  ftiaJl  they  find  a  bleft  Retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  Wings  I  lie, 

When  Days  grow  dark,  and  Storms  appear. 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  Eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  every  Snare. 

PSALM   33.    Firji  Part.     Common.  Metre. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Pronjidence. 
I  "n  EJOICE,  ye  Righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
•*-^     This  Work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  N.-sme,  bis  Ways,  his  Word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 
a  His  Mercy  and  his  Righteoufnefs 
Let  Heaven  and  Earth  proclaim  j 
His  Works  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  Name. 

3  His  Wifdom  and  Almighty  Word 

The  hFav'nly  Arches  fpread  j 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  ftiining  Hofts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  Waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  Deep  ; 
The  flowing  Seas  their  Limits  know» 
And  their  own  Station  keep. 

5  Ye  Tenants  of  the  fpacious  Earth, 

With  Fear  before  him  ftand  ; 
He  fpake  ;  and  Nature  took  its  Birth, 
And  refts  on  his  Command. 

6  He  fcorns  the  angry  Nations  Rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  Pefigns  j 

His 


S$  PSALM  xxxiir. 

His  Counfel  (landt  thro'  every  Age, 
And  in  full  Glory  &ines. 


B 


SALM    33.    Second  Part,    Common  Metre, 
Creatures  'vaia,  and  God  Ali-f undent ^ 
LES  T  is  the  Nation  where  ihe  Lord 
Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  Throne  : 
Where  he  reveals  his  beav'nly  Word, 
And  cal!&  their  Tribes  his  own. 

2  His  Eye  with  infinite  Survey, 

Does  the  vwhole  World  behold  j 
He  f®rra'd  us  all  of  equal  Clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  Mould. 

3  Kinffs  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  Force 

of  Armies  from  the  Grave;. 
Nor  Speed,  nor  Courage  of  an  Horfe 
Can  the  bold  Rider  fave. 

4.  Vain  is  the  Strength  of  Beads  or  Men, 

To  hope  for  Safety  thence  j 

But  ho!y  Sou4s  from  God  obtain 

A  ftrong  andfiire  Defence 

5.  G  O  D  is  tneir  Fear,  and  G  O  D  their  Trufl  j 

When  Plagues  or  Famine  fpread. 
His  watchful  Eye  fecui  es  the  Jult 

Among  tea  thoufand  Dead. 
6  Lord,  let  our  Hearts  in  Thee  rejoice, 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  Throne  j 
For  we  have  made  thy  Word  our  Choice, 

And  truft  thy  Grace  alone. 

PSALM   3  J.    As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm.    Ftrf  Parto 

Works  of  Creation  and  Prcvidence. 
J  V^  E  holy  Souls,  in  G  O  D  rejoice, 

^    Your  Maker's  Fraiie  becomes  your  Voice, 
Great  is  your  Theme,  your  Songs  be  new  s 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Word,  his  Ways. 
His  Work&  of  Nature,  and  of  Grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  JMit  a»d  true  I 

a  Jiiftice: 


p  s  Al  M  xxxm, 

%  Tuftice  a»d  Truth  he  ever  loves  »♦'  -'     ■ 
And  the  whole  Earth  his  Goodnefs  pr^ve^ 

His  Word  the  heav'nly  Arches  fpread  5 
How  wide  they  fiiine  from  North  to  South  I 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  his  Mouth 

Were  all  the  ftarry  Armies  made, 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  Seas, 
Thofe  wat'ry  Treafures  know  their  Place 

In  the  vait  Store-houfe  of  the  Deep. 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  Nature  Birth  j 
And  Fires,  and  Seas,  and  Heav'n,  and  Earth 

His  ererlafting  Orders  keep 

4  Let  Mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  G  O  D  of  fuch  refiftlefs  Pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  Rage  j 
Vain  are  your  Thoughts,  and  weak  your  Hands; 
But  his  eternal  Counfel  ftands, 

And  rules  the  World  from  Age  to  Age. 

PSALM  33.  A«  the  113th  Pfalm.  Second  Part, 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  AU-fufficient. 

1  r\  H  A  P  P  V  Nation,  where  the  Lord 
^^    Reveals  the  Treafure  of  his  Word, 

And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  Throne! 
His  Eye  the  Heathen  World  furveys, 
He  form  d  their  Hearts,  he  knows  their  Ways, 
But  GOD  their  Maker  is  unknown. 
%  Let  Kings  rely  upon  their  Hoft, 
And  of  his  Strength  the  Champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  j 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  Force  j 
Or  Speed  or  Courage  of  an  Horfe, 
To  guard  his  Rider,  or  to  fly. 
3  The  Eye  of  thy  Compaffion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  Defence  afford. 
When  Death  or  Dangers  threatening  ftand  j 

Thy 


€/n  PSALM    XXXIV. 

Thy  watchful  Eye  prefer ves  the  Juft, 

Who  make  thy  Name  their  Fear  and  Truft, 

Wfcen  Wars  or  Famine  waft^  the  La»d, 
4  In  Sicknefs,  or  the  bloody  Field, 
Thou  our  Ph)  fician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Send  us  Salvation  from  thy  Thronej 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  Goodnefs  fliine  j 
Let  us  rejoice  in  Help  divine,        .  . 

For  all  our  Hope  is  G  O  D  alone. 

P  S  A  L  M  34.    FirJJ  Part.   Long  Metre. 

GodV  Cart  of  the   Saints  j   or,   Deliverance  by 
Prayer. 

1   T   ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  Days, 
*-'  Thy  Praife  fliall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  5 
My  Soul  (hall  glory  in  thy  Grace, 
While  Saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  Song. 

a  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me. 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  Nanie  j 
I  fought  th'  eternal  GOD,  and  He 
Has  not  exposM  my  Hope  ro  Shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  (ecret  Grief, 

My  fee  et  Groaning  reach  d  his  Ears, 
He  gave  m\  inward  Pains  Relief, 
And  calm'd  the  Tumult  of  my  Fears. 

4  To  him  the  Poor  lift  up  their  Eyes, 
Their  Faces  feel  the  heav'nly  Shine  ; 
A  Beam  of  Mercy  from  the  Skies 
Fills  them  with  Light  and  Joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Around  the  Men  that  ferve  the  Lord  j 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  Saints, 
Tafte  of  his  Grace,  and  truft  his  Word. 

6  The  wild  young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Pain 
And  Hunger,  roar  thro'  all  the  Wood  j 
But  none  ftiall  feek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  Supplies  of  real  Good. 

^  PSALM 


PSALM    XXXIV..  ^i 

PSALM   3,4.    1;.  11—22.    S«ond  Part. 
Long  Metre. 

Heligious  Education  j  or,  InJiruSiions  of  Piety . 
J  /CHILDREN  in  Years  and  Knowledge  young, 
^  Your  Parents  Hope,  your  Parent*  Joy, 
Attend  the  Counfels  of  my  Tongue, 
Let  pioas  Thoughts  your  Minds  employ, 

2  If  you  deflre  a  Length  of  Days, 

And  Peace  to  erown  your  mortal  State, 
Keftrain  your  Feet  from  impious  Ways, 
Your  Lips  from  Slander  and  Deceit. 

3  The  Eyes  of  GOD  regard  his  Saints, 
His  Ears  are  open  to  their  Cries  ; 

He  fets  his  frowning  Face  againlf 
The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies 
r4  To  humble  Souls  and  broken  Hearts, 
GOD  with  his  Grace  is  ever  nigh  j 
-  Pardon  and  Hope  his  Love  imparts, 
When  Men  in  deep  Contrition  lie. 
5  He  tells  their  Tears,  he  counts  their  Groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  Souls  from  Death  j 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  Bones, 
They  in  his  Praife  employ  their  Breath. 

PSALM  34..    /v.  1- — TO.    Firji  Pari. 
Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  Praife  jor  eminent  Deli'veranee, 
X   "I '  L  L  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day  s 
.How  good  are  all  his  Ways ! 
Ye  humble  Souls  that  ufe  to  pray. 
Come,  help  my  Lips  to  praife. 
*  Sing  to  the  Honour  of  his  Name, 
How  a  poor  Suit'rer  cry'd. 
Nor  was  his  Hope  expos'd  to  Shame, 
Nor  was  his  Suit  deny'd. 
3  When  threatening  Sorrows  round  me  flood, 
Afld  endlefs  Fears  arofe.  Like 


Ijf  T^ALM    XXXIV. 

Like  the  loud  Billows  of  a  Flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  Woes  t 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  Diftrefs, 

With  heavy  Groans  and  Tears, 
He  gave  my  fliarpeft  Torments  eife, 
And  filenc'd  all  my  Fears. 
PAUSE. 

5  [O  Sinners,  come  and  tafte  his  Lovc^ 

Come,  learn  his  pVeafant  Ways, 
And  let  your  own  Experience  prove 
The  Sweetnefs  of  his  Grace. 

6  He  bids  his  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 

Round  where  his  Children  dwell } 
What  Ills  their  heavenly  Care  prevents, 
No  earthly  Tongue  can  tell.] 

7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  ol  hisj 

His  Eye  regards  the  Juft  j 
How  richly  bleft  their  Portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  Truft  ! 
S  Young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Hunger  roar, 
And  famifti  in  the  Wood  j 
But  GOD  fupplies  his  holy  Poor 
With  ev'ry  needful  Good.] 

PSALM   34.   ^.  XI— 2X.    Second Part<, 
Common  Metre. 

Exhortations  to  Peace  and  Holinefs. 
I  /^OME,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
^^    And  that  your  Days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfeor  fpiteful  Word 
Be  found  upon  your  Tongue. 
%  Depart  from  Mifchief,  praftife  Love, 
Purfue  the  Works  of  Peace  j 
So  (hall  the  Lord  your  Ways  approve. 
And  fet  your  Souls  at  Eafe. 
3  His  Eyes  awake  to  guard  the  Juft, 
His  Ears  attend  their  Cry ; 

When 


PSALM    XXXV,  ^j 

When  broken  Spirits  dwell  in  Duft, 
The  G  O  D  of  Grace  is  nigh. 
4  What  tbo'  the    oirows  here  they  tafte 
Are  ftiarp  and  tedious  too. 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft. 
Is  their  Supporter  now. 
I  Evil  (hall  fmite  the  Wicked  dead  j 
But  GOD  fecures  his  own. 
Prevents  the  Mi-fchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  bioken  Bone. 
C  When  Defolation,  like  a  Flood, 
O'er  the  proud  Sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  Refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeem'd  their  Souls, 

P  S  A  L  M  35.    *v,  1 —  9.  FirJI  Paru 
Frayir  and  Faith  of  perfecuted  Saints  j  or,  Imfrt* 

cations  mixed  'voith  Charity. 
1  KJ  O  W  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God, 
^^     With  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 
And  fight  againft  the  Men  of  Blood, 
Who  fight  againft  my  Life, 
a  Draw  out  thy  Spear,  and  (lop  their  Way, 
Lift  thine  avenging  Rod  j 
But  to  my  Soul  in  Mercy  fay, 
"  /  am  thy  Sa<viour  God,'''' 

3  They  plant  their  Snares  to  catch  my  Feet, 

And  Nets  of  Mifchicf  fpread  j 
Plunge  the  Deftroyers  in  the  Pit 
That  their  own  Hands  have  made. 

4  Let  Fogs  and  Darknefs  hide  their  Way, 

And  flippery  be  their  Ground  j 
Thy  Wrath  fiiajl  make  their  Lives  a  Prey, 
And  all  their  Rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  Chaff  before  the  Wind, 

Before  thine  angry  Breath  j 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Purfufs  them  down  to  death. 

5  They 


4 


PSALM    XXXV. 


6  They  lore  the  Road  that  leads  to  Hell  j 

Then  let  the  Rebels  die, 
Whofe  Malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  Few 

Amongft  that  impiotis  Race  ; 
Divide  them  from  t*"*  bloody  Crew 

By  thy  furprizing  Grace. 
S  Then'will  I  raile  my  tuneful  Voice 

To  make  thy  Wonders  known  j 
In  their  Salvation  I'll  rejoice. 

And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

PSALM     35.    *v,  12,  13,  14,     Second  Fart . 
Lo've  to  Enemies ;  or.  The  Lo've  o/Qhn^  to 
Sinnersy  typified  in  David. 
1  TD  E  H  O  L  D  the  Love,  the  generous  Love, 
•^     That  holy  Da'vid  (hows  j 
Hark,  how  his  founding  Bowels  move 
To  his  afflifted  Foes  ! 
a  When  they  arefick.  his  Soul  complains. 
And  feems  to  feel  the  Smart  j 
The  Spirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns. 
And  melts  his  pious  Heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  Tears  condole 

As  for  a  Brother  dead ! 
And  fading  mortify'd  his  Soul, 
While  for  their  Life  he  pray'd, 

4  They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  Bed, 

Yet  (till  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  Bleflings  on  his  Head 
The  righteous  GOD  returns. 

5  O  glorious  Type  of  heav'nly  Grace  ! 

Thus  Chrifi  the  Lord  appears  j 
While  Sinners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  Tears. 

6  He,  the  true  Da'vid,  Ifr'el's  King, 

Blellandbelov'dof  GOD, 

To 


P  S  A  L  M    XXXVI.  €§ 

To  fave  us  Rebels  dead  iii  Sin, 
Faid  his  own  deareft  Blood, 

P  S  A  L  M  36.  'z;.  5— -9.    Long  Metre. 

T/fe  P erf e^ ions  and  Pro'vidence  of  God  j  or,  Geni" 
ral  Providence,  and  Special  Grace. 

I  TTIGH  in  the  Heavens,  eternal  GOD, 
*^  Thy  Goodnefs  in  full  Glory  fhines  j 
Thy  Truth  (hall  break  thro'  every  Cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  DeCgns. 

s  For  ever  firm  thy  Juftice  (lands. 
As  Mountains  their  Foundations  keep  j 
Wife  are  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hands, 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  mighty  Deep. 

3  Thy  I'rovidence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  Man  and  Beaft  thy  Bounty  (liare  j 
The  whole  Creation  is  thy  Charge, 
But  Saints  are  thy  peculiar  Care. 

4  My  GOD!  how  excellent  thy  Grace, 
Whence  all  our  Hope  and  Comfort  fprings  j 

'  The  Sons  of  Adam  in  Diltrefs 
Fly  to  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings. 

5  From  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe 
We  (hall  be, fed  with  fweet  Repaft  ; 
There  Mercy  like  a  River  flows, 
And  brings  Salvation  to  our  Tafte. 

6  Life  like  a  Fountain  rich  and  free 
Springs  from  the  Prefence  of  my  Lord  j 
And  in  thy  Light  our  Souls  (hall  fee 
The  Glories  promis'd  in  thy  Word. 

PSALM  36.  1, 1,  5,  6,  7,  9.    Common  Metre. 

P radical  Atkeifm  expos' d\  or,    The  Being  and 

Attributes  0/  God  ajferted. 

J  \^HIL  E  Men  grow  bold  In  wicked  Ways, 

^  ^      And  yet  a  G  O  D  they  own, 

Jvly  Heart  within  me  often  fays, 

*•  Their  Thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

a  Their 


^  PSALM    XXXVI. 

»  Their  Thoughts  and  Ways  at  once  deoUre 
(Whate  er  their  Lips  profefs) 
GOD  hath  no  Wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  Grace., 
3  What  ftrange  Self-flatt'ry  blindis  their  Eyesf 
But  there's  a  haft'ning  Hour, 
When  they  fliall  fee  with  {ore  Surprize 
The  Terrors  of  thy  Pow'r. 
4.  Thy  Juftice  fliall  maintain  its  Throne, 
Tho'  Mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  World  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Sea. 

5  Above  thefe  Heav'n's  created  Rounds 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  extend  : 
Thy  Truth  out-lives  the  narrow  Bounds, 
Where  Time  and  Nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  Man  thy  Goodnefs  brings. 

Nor  overlooks  the  Beaft  j 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 
Thy  Children  chufe  to  reft. 

7  [From  Thee,  when  Creature-Streams  run  lowr. 

And  mortal  Comforts  die. 
Perpetual  Springs  of  Life  (hall  flow, 

And  raife  our  Pleafures  high, 
S  Tho'  all  created  Light  decay. 

And  Death  clofe  up  our  Eyes, 
Thy  Prefence  makes  eternal  Day, 

Where  Clouds  can  never  rife.] 

PSALM   36.    v.  1—7.    Slwrt  Metre. 
7ke  Wtckednefs  of  Man,  and  the  Majejly  of  God  \ 

or,  PraSkal  Atbeifm  expofed, 
X  XXT"  HEN  Man  grows  bold  in  Sm, 
•  ^      My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
<*  He  hath  no  Faith  of  God  within, 
"  Ncr  Fear  before  his  Eyes," 
a  [He  walks  a-while  conceil'd 
In  a  Sclf-flatt'ring  Dream, 

Till 


PSALM    XXXVII.  67 

Till  his  dark  C:  tmes  at  once  reyeal'd, 

Expofe  his  hateful  Name.] 
3  His  Heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  Word*  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 

Wifdom,  is  banifli'd  from  his  Sou!, 

And  leaves  no  Goodnefs  there. 
4.  He  plots  upon  his  Bed 

New  Mifchiefs  to  fulfil, 

He  fets  his  Heart,  and  H:ind  and  Head, 

To  pradkife  all  that's  ill. 

5  Bu.  theie  s  a  dreadful  GOD, 
Tho'  Men  renounce  his  Fear  ; 
His  Juitice  hid  behind  the  Cloud, 
Shall  one  great  Day  appear. 

6  His  Truth  tranfcends  the  Sky, 
In  Heav'n  his  Meicies  dwell ; 
Deep  as  the  Sea  his  Judgmeuts  lie. 
His  Anger  burns  to  Hell. 

7  Hovv  excellent  his  Love, 
Whence  all  our  Safety  fprings  1 
O  never  let  my  Soul  remove 
From  underneath  kis  Wings. 

PSALM  37.    a;,  i-— 15.    Firji  Part. 

The  Cure  of  En-uy,  fretiulnefsy  and  lJnheltef\   or, 
^be  Re'u;ar(is  of  the  Righteous  and  the  JVicked^  or. 
The  WorLVs  Hatred^  and  the  Saints  P Alienee. 
X    XJiJ  H  Y  fliould  I  vex  my  Soul,  and  fret 
W       To  fee  the  Wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  Sinners  waxing  great 
By  Violence  and  Lies, 
a  Asflow'ry  Grafs  cut  d.  wn  at  Noon, 
Before  the  Evening  fades. 
So  Ihall  thei:  Glories  vanifli  foon 
In  everlafting  Shades. 
3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  Trufl, 
And  pra^tife  all  that's  good  j 

D  So 


68  PSALM    XXXVII. 

So  (hall  I  dwell  among  the  Jnft, 
And  he'll  provide  me  Food. 

4  I  to  my  GOD  my  Ways  commit. 

And  cheai  fill  wait  his  Will  j 
Thy  Hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  Feet, 
Shall  my  Defiies  fulfil. 

5  Mine  Innocence  flialt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  Judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  Light  of  dawning  Day, 
Anel  glorious  as  the  Noon. 

6  The  Meek  at  laft  the  Earth  pofTefs, 

And  are  the  Heirs  cf  Heav'n  ; 
True  Riches  with  abundant  Peace, 
To  humble  Soals  are  giv'n, 
PAUSE. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  Way, 

Nor  let  your  Anger  rife, 
Tho'  Providence  flnould  long  delay 
To  punifh  h^mghty  Vice. 

8  Let  Sinners  Join  to  break  your  Peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  j 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

Their  Day  of  Vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  Sword, 

Have  bent  the  murdVous  Bow, 
To  (lay  the  Men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  Righteous  low? 
JO  My  G  OD  (hall  break  their  Bows,  and  burn 

Their  perfecuting  Darts; 
Shall  their  own  Swords  againft  them  turn, 

And  Pain  furprize  their  Hearts. 

PSALM  37.  v.  i6,  ai,  26—31.    .Second  Part 

Charity  to  the  Poor  j  or,  Religion  in  Words  andDeedt 

,    \%T  H  Y  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft, 

W      And  grow  profanely  bold  \ 

The  meaneft  Portion  of  the  Juft 

Excels  the  Sinner's  Gold. 

a  Th 


PSALM    XXXVIT.  69 

a  The  Wicked  borrows  "of  his  Friends, 
But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  ; 
The  Saint  is  merciful,  and  lends. 
Nor  tu  ns  the  Poor  away. 
3  His  Alms  with  libVal  Heart  he  gives 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Need; 
His  Mcm'ry  to  long  Ages  lives. 
And  bleffed  is  his  Seed. 
^  His  Lips  abhor  to  talk  prophane. 
To  (lander  or  defraud ; 
His  ready  Tongue  declares  to  Men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  GO  D. 

5  The  Law  and  Gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  Heart  abide} 
Led  by  the  Spiiit  and  the  Word, 
His  Fcft  (hall  never (lide. 

6  When  Sinners  fall,  the  Righteous  (land, 

Preferv'd  f;  om  ev'ry  Snare  j 
They  (hall  polTefs  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

P  S  A  L  M  37.    1/.  23---37.     Third  Part, 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked* 
Y  GOD,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men 
Are  ordered  by  thy  Will  j 
Tho'  they  (hould  fall,  they  rife  again. 
Thy  Hand  fupports  them  ftill. 
a  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  Ways, 
Their  Virtue  he  approves  j 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  hia  Grace, 
Nor  leave  the  Man  he  loves. 
3  Theheav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  Portion  and  their  Home  5 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  m^kes  them  Heirs 
Of  BlefTmgs  long  to  come. 
^  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Men, 
Nor  fear  when  Tyrants  frown ; 

'D»  Ye 


70  PSALM    XXXVIH. 

Ye  fliall  confefs  their  Pride  was  vain, 
When  Juftice  cafts  them  down. 
PAUSE. 

5  The  haughty  Sinner  have  I  feen, 

Not  fearing  Man  nor  GOD, 
Like  a  tali  Bay-7  ree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  Arms  abroad. 

6  And,  1  >!  he  vanilhM  from  the  Ground, 

Deftroy'd  by  Hands  unfccn, 
Nor  Root,  nor  Br;  n  h,  nor  Leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  Pride  h'a*-^  been. 

7  But  mark  the  Man  of  Righteoufnefs, 

His  fevYal  Steps  att'end  j 
True  Pleafure  runs  fiiro'  all  hi^  Ways, 
And  peaceful  is  His  End.     ' 

P  ^  A  L  M    3?. 

Cu'tU  of  Confcience  and  Rdief\  or,  KeptntaTUl  an 

Prayer f  for  Pardon  and  Health. 
X      *  M I D  S  T  thy  Wrath  remember  Lovfr, 
/\     Reftore  thy  Servant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  Chaft'ni ng  prove 
Like  an  Avenger's  Sword. 
»  Thine  Arrows  ftick  tvith-n  my  Heart, 
My  Flefh  is  forely  preii  j 
Between  the  Sorrow  and  the  Smart 
My  Spirit  finds  no  Reft. 

3  My  Sins  a  heavy  Load  appear. 

And  o'er  my  Head  are  gone  j 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear. 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  attone. 

4  Mjr  Thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  Sea, 

My  Head  ftill  hending  down  j 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  Day 

Beneath  my  Father's  Frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore, 

None  of  my  Pow'rs  are  whole  5 


PSALM    XXXIX.  m 

The  inward  Angulih  makes  me  roar, 

The  Anguifh  of  my  Soul. 
All  my  Defire  to  Thee  is  known. 

Thine  Eye  counts  ev'ry  Tear, 
And  ev'ry  Sigh  and  ev'ry  Groan 

Is  notic'd  by  thine  Ear. 
Thou  art  my  GOD,  my  only  Hopej 

My  GOD  will  hear  my  Cry, 
My  GOD  will  bear  my  Spirit  up 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
■  [My  Foot  is  ever  apt  to  Hide, 

My  Foes  rejoice  to  fee't ; 
They  raife  their  Ple^fure  and  their  Piide 

When  they  fupplant  my  Feet. 
\  But  1 11  confefs  my  Guilt  to  Thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  Sin  : 
I'll  mourn,  how  weak  my  Graces  be, 

And  beg  Sipport  divine, 
to  My  GOD,  forgive  my  Follies  pad, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
*OLord  of  my  Salvation  hafte. 

Before  thy  Servant  die. 

P  8  A  L  M    39.    -v.  I,  2,  3.    Tirft  Tart. 

Vatcbfulnefs  over  the  Tongue,  or.   Prudence  and 

Zeal. 
I  'T^HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
1       "  Now  will  I  watch  my  Tongue, 
"  Left  I  let  flip  one  finful  Word, 
**  Or  do  my  Neighbour  Wrong." 
(  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftrain'd  to  ftay 
With  Men  of  Lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  Guard  that  Day, 
Nor  let  my  Talk  be  vain. 
)  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  Lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  Thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  Scoffers  (hould  th'  Occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  Zeal. 

E>5  4.  Yet 


72  PSALM    XXXIX. 

4.  Yet  if  fome  proper  Hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  Sinners  hear. 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  GOD. 

P  S  A  L  M  39.     1/.  4,  5,  6,  7.     Second  ParU 
The  Vanity  of  Man  as  mortal, 
X  'T*  E  A  C  H  me  the  Meafnre  of  my  Days, 
J       Thou  Maker  of  my  Frame  j 
I  would  furvey  Life's  narrow  Space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
a  A  Span  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 
An  Inch  or  two  of  Timej 
Man  is  but  Vanity  and  Dull ; 
In  all  his  Flow'r  and  Prime. 

3  See  the  vain  Race  of  Mortals  move 

Like  Shadows  o'er  the  Plain. 
They  r;^.ge  and  llrive,  defire  and  love. 
But  all  the  Noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  ;n  Honour's  gaudy  Show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  Ore, 
They  toil  for  Heirs  they  know  not  who. 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  (liould  I  wifti  or  wait  for  then  ? 

From  Creaturesj  Eai  th  and  Duft  ? 
They  make  our  Expe6lations  vairi. 
And  difappoint  our  Truft.     , 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  Hope, 

My  fend  Defnes  recal  5 
I  give  my  mortal  Int'reft  up, 
And  make  my  G  O  D  my  All. 

PSALM  39.     1;.  9—13.     Ihird  Fart, 

Sick- Bed  Devotion  j  or,  Pleading  nvtthout  Repining. 
1  f^^  OD  of  my  Life,  look  gently  down, 
VJF     Behold  the  Pains  I  feel  j 
Bur  I  am  dumb  before  thy  Throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  Will. 

a  Difeafes 


p  s  A  L  ]yr   XL.  73 

2  Difeafes  are  thy  Servants,  Lord, 

They  corre  at  thy  Command ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murmYing  Word  j 
Againft  thy  chaft'ning  Hand. 

3  Yet  f  may  plead  with  humble  Cries, 

Remove  thy  (harp  Rebukes  j 
My  Strength  confumes,  my  Spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  Strokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  a  Moth  beneath  thy  Hai>d 

We  moulder  to  the  Duft ; 
Our  feeble  Pow'rs  can  ne'er  witSftand, 
And  all  our  Beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  Life  decays  apace. 

How  foon  the  Bubble's  broke  t 
jinfam  and  all  his  num'rous  Race 

Are  Vanity  and  Smoke.] 
€  I'm  but  a  Sojourner  below. 

As  all  my  Fathers  were  j 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go. 

When  I  the  Summons  hear  ! 
7  But  if  my  Life  be  Ipar'd  awhile 

Before  my  laft  Remove, 
Thy  Praife  iliall  be  my  Bufmefs  ftill. 

And  I'll  declare  thy  Love. 

PSALM  40.     t/.  I,  2,  3,  5,  17.    Firji  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Difirefs, 
1   T   WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
A    He  bo  v'd  to  hear  my  Cry  j 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  Word, 
And  brought  Salvation  nigh, 
a  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  Pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  Bonds  reieas'd  my  Feet, 
Deep  Bonds  of  miiy  Ciay. 
3  Firm  on  a  Rock  he  made  me  ftand. 
And  taught  my  chearful  Tongue 

D  4  To 


74-  PSALM    XL. 

To  praifc  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand 
In  a  new  thankful  Song. 

4  ni  fpread  his  Works  of  Grncc  abroad, 

The  Saints  with  Joy  fljall  hear; 
And  Sinners  learn  to  make  my  GOD 
Their  only  Hope  and  Fear. 

5  Ht)w  many  are  ihy  Thoughts  of  Love  ! 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  Words  nor  Hours  enough 
Their  Numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  sflfided,  ;)Oor  and  low. 

And  Light  and  Peace  depa- 1, 
IVIy  GOD  beholds  my  heavy  Woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  Heart. 

r  S  ALM  4-0.  v.  6-9.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

T/v  Jncarnaiioti  atid  Sacrifice  cf  Chrift. 
I   ^-  HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "Your  Work  is  vain, 
J      *'  Give  ycur  Burn; -Offerings  o'er, 
*'  In  dying  Goats  and  Bullocks  (lain 
*'  My  Soul  delights  no  more." 
a  Th-^n  fpake  the  S  tviour,  ••  Lo,  I'm  here, 
*'  My  GOD,  to  do  thy  Will ;  ' 

"  WhateVr  thy  facred  Books  declare, 
*♦  Thy  Servant  fhall  fulfil. 
5  *'  Thy  Law  is  ever  in  my  Sight, 
"  I  ke  p  it  near  ray  Heart : 
*'  Mine  Ears  are  open'd  with  Delight 
*'  To  what  thy  Lips  imr>art." 

4  And  fee  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

Th' Eternal  Son  appears. 
And  at  th'  appointed  Lime  aflumes 
The  Body  GOD  prepares. 

5  Much  he  revpal'd  h  s  Father's  Gra'-e, 

And  much  his  Truth  he  ftiew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  Way  of  KighteoufRefe 
Where  great  AflTemblies  flood. 

6  Hi* 


P  S  A  L  M    XL.  7S 

6  His  Father's  Honour  touch'd  his  Heart, 

He  pity'd  Sinners  Cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  Fart 
Was  made  a  Sacrifice. 

PAUSE. 

7  No  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  flied 

Could  walh  the  Confcience  clean  j 
But  the  rich  Sacrifice  he  paid, 
Ationes  for  all  our  Sin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  Salvation  fpread. 

And  Satan's  Kingdom  fhook  j 
Thus  by  the  Woman!s  promised  Seed 
The  Serpent's  Head  was  broke. 

P  S  A  L  M   40.    'v.  s—io.    Long  Metre, 

Chrift  our  Sacr'ijke, 

1   'T^ HE  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought 
Jl    Exceed  out  Praife,furmount  our  Thought: 

Should  I  attempt  the  long  Detail, 

My  Speech  would  faint,  my  Numbers  fail. 
a  No  Blood  of  Bearfts  on  Altar  fpilt 

Can  cleanfe  the  Souls  of  Men  from  Guilt; 

But  thou^aft  fet  before  our  Eyes 

An  AU-fUfRcient  Sacrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  Defigns  he  bows  his  Ears  j 
Aflumes  a  Body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  Work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold,  I  come,"  (the  Saviour  cries. 
With  Love  and  Duty  in  his  Eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  Lor.d 

*♦  Of  Sins,  and  do  thy  Wi:l,  my  GOD. 

5  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  Decree, 
**  'Tis  in  thy  Book  foretold  of  Me, 
«'  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviour's  Part, 

«'  And  lol  thy  Law  is  in  ray  Heart, 

D  5  6  "  I'M 


76  PSALM    XLII. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  Law, 

"  And  Rebels  to  Obedience  draw, 
**  When  on  my  Crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 
"*'  Or  to  my  Crown  above  the  Sky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  (hall  defcend  and  fhow 

"  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do; 

**  The  wond'ring  World  duW  Icain  thy  Grace, 

«'  Thy  Wifdom  and  thy  Righteoulnels." 

PSALM    41.    a;.  I,  a,  3. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  AffliBed. 
J   Of  LEST  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move, 
^JO  And  melt  with  Pity  to  tht  Poor  j 
Whofe  Soul  by  fympathizing  Love 
Feels  what  his  Fellow  Saints  endure. 
a  His  H/^ai  t  contrives  for  their  Relief 
More  Good  than  his  own  Har.ds  can  do  j 
He  in  the  Time  of  gen'ral  Grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  h^s  Bowels  too. 

3  His  Soul  fliail  live  fecure  on  Earth, 
With  fecret  Blefilngs  on  his  Head  ; 

When  Drought,  and  Peftiletice,  and  Dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  Dead. 

4  Or  it  he  Lnguifh  on  his  Couch, 

God  wili  pronounce  his  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  Touch, 
Or  titke  his  willing  Soul  to  Heav'n. 

PSALM  41.  v.t — 5      Firf  Part. 
Dtfertion  and  Hope  y  or.  Complaint  of  Abftnce  from 
publick  Worfhip. 
1    \lk  7  ITH  earnell  Longings  of  the  Mind, 
W      My  GO  D,  to  Thee  I  look  j 
So  pants  the  hunted  Hart,  to  find 
And  talte  the  cooling  Brook. 
3  When  fliall  I  fee  thy  Courts  of  Grace 
And  meet  my  God  again  ? 

So 


PSALM    XLII.  77 

80  long  an  Abfence  from  thy  Face 
My  Heart  endures  with  P^^in. 
3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  Soul, 
And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  5 
The  Foe  infults  without  Controul, 
»*  And  ivheris  your  GOD  at  laji  /"' 
4.  'Tis  with  a  mournful  Pleafure  now 
I  think  on  ancient  Days  j 
Then  to  thy  Houfe  did  Numbers  go. 
And  all  our  Work  was  Praife. 
5  But  why,  my  Soul,  funk  down  fo  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  Load  ? 
Why  do  my  Thoughts  indulge  Delpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  GOD  ? 
€  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  Hand 
Can  all  thy  Wees  remove  j 
For  I  fhiU  yet  before  him  ftand, 
And  iing  reftoiing  Love. 

P  S  A  L  M  42.     'v,  6— II.    Second  Part, 

Melancholy    Thoughts    repro'ved\      or,     Hope    ui 

Affliakns. 

1  ^y^  Y  Spirits  fink  within  me,  Lord, 

i  VI   But  I  will  call  thy  Name  to  mind. 
And  Times  of  paftDiftrefs  record. 
When  I  have  found  my  GOD  was  kind. 

2  Huge  Troubles  with  tumultuous  Noife 
SjA-eJl  like  a  Sea,  and  round  me  fpread  j 
Thy  Water-fpouts  drown  all  my  Joys, 
And  rifmg  Waves  roll  o'er  my  Head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  Love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  Throne  by  Day, 
Nor  in  the  Night  his  Grace  remove  j 
The  Night  ihall  hear  me  fing  and  pray. 

4.  ril  caft  myfclf  before  his  Feet, 
And  fay,  '«  My  GOD,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 
''  Why  doth  thy  Love  fo  long  forget 
•'  Tie  Soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  Stroke  ?'" 
D  6  5  I'll 


;8  PSALM    XLIV. 

5  ril  chide  my  Heart  that  finks  fo  1  w, 
Wl^y  fhould  my  Soui  indulge  her  Grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  j 
He  is  my  Rtft,  my  fiire  Relief. 

6  Thy  Light  and  Truth  (hall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  Word  fliall  my  beft  Thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  Hill, 

My  GOD,  m-y  mcfl  exceeding  Joy. 

PSALM  44.    T.  I,  2,  3,  8,  15—26. 

The  Church'' i  Complaint  on  Perjecution. 
I   T     OR  D,  we  have  he  rd  ihy  Works  of  old, 
I    y  Thy  Works  of  PowY  and  Giacej 
When  to  our  Ears  our  Fathers  told 
The  Wonders  of  their  Da)S. 
X  How  thou  didft  b'  ild  thy  Churches  here, 
And  make  thy  Gofptl  known  ; 
Amongft  them  did  thine  Arm  appear, 
Thy  Lighr  a^d  Glory  fhone. 
3  In  G  O  D  They  boafted  all  the  Day, 
And  in  a  chearful  Throng 
Did  Thoufanc's  meet  to  pra  fe  and  pray. 
And  Grace  was  all  their  Song. 
4.  But  now  our  Souls  aie  feiz'd  with  Shame, 
Cosifufion  fills  our  Face  j 
To  hear  the  Enemy  blafpheme, 
And  Fools  reproach  thy  Grsce. 
5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  GOD, 
Nor  falfly  dealt  with  Heav'n, 
Nor  hive  our  Steps  declin'd  the  Road, 
Of  Duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 
9  Tho'  Dragons  all  around  us  roar 
With  their deftiuifive  Brearh, 
And  thine  own  Hard  has  bruis'd  us  fore 
Hard  by  the  Gates  of  Death. 
PAUSE, 
y  We  arc  expos'd  all  Day  to  die 
As  Martyrs  for  thy  Caufe, 

As 


PSALM    XLV.  79 

As  Sheep  for  Slaughter,  bound  we  He 
By  (hAip  and  blood  >  Laws 
S  Awake,  aiife,  Almighty  Lord, 
Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  Giace  ? 
Why  fliould  we  lork  like  Men  abhorr'd, 
Or  tfeni!h'd  from  thy  Face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  call  us  off, 

And  Hill  n^g^e^5l  rur  Cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'niy  Love 
From  our  afflidl^ed  Eyes  ? 

10  Down  to.  the  Dultour  Soji  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  Ground  j 
Rife  for  our  Help,  rebuke  the  P:  oud, 
And  all  their  Pow'is  confound. 

11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  ^hame. 

Our  Savi  ur  and  '  ur  G  O  D  ; 
We  plead  the  Honours  of  th>  Name, 
The  Merits  of  thy  Blood. 

PSALM    +5.    Short  Metre. 
rh^  Glory  of  ChriH:,  The  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel^  und 

the  Gentile  Church, 
1    A  /f  Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
IV 1   Thy  Beauties  are  divine  j 
Thy  L'ps  with  Bleffings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  Grace  is  thine. 
a  Now  make  thy  Glory  known. 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  :•  woid, 
And  ride  in  Majefty  to  fpread* 
The  >  onquefts  of  thy  Word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  Foes, 

Or  melt  their  Hearts  t'  obey, 
While  Juftiee,  Meeknefs,  Grace  and  Truth 
Attend  thy  gloriows  Way. 

4  Thy  Laws,  OGOD.  are  right  j 

Thy  Throne  fhall  ever  ftand ;  , 

And  thy  viflorious  Gofpel  proves 
A  Scepter  in  thy  Hand. 

5  [Thy 


8o  P  S  A  L  IvI    XLV. 

f  [ThyFatiierandthyGOD 
Hath  without  Meafure  fnecj 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  Oil 
T'  anoint  thy  lacred  Head.] 

6  [Behold,  attbyRight-Hand 

The  Gentile  Church  isfeen, 
Like  a  fair  Bride  in  rich  Attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Qn^een.] 

7  Fair  Bride,  receive  his  Love, 

Forget  thy  Father's  Houfe  : 
Forfake  thy  Gods,  thy  Idol-Gods, 
And  pay  thv  Lord  thy  Vov^s.. 

8  O  let  thy  G OD  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  Thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  Children  dial;  kis  Honour  fing 
In  Palaces  of  Joy. 

PSALM   45.    Common  Metre. 

The  PerfonAl  Clones  and  Go'vemmJint  o/Chrift* 
I  T  'LL  fpeak  the  Honoui  s  of  my  King,      ^ 
X   His  Form  divinely  fair ; 
None  of  the  Sons  <~^i  mortal  Race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare, 
a  Sweet  is  thy  Speech,  and  heavenly  Gract 
Upon  thy  Lips  is  (hed  ; 
Thy  GOD  with  Bleffings  infinite 
Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  Head. 
3  Gird  on  thy  Sword,  vi(Sforious  Prince  j 
Ride  with  majeftic  Sway  ; 
Thy  Ten  or  fliall  rtrike  through  thy  Foes, 
And  make  the  World  obey. 
<.  Tby  Throne,  O  GOD,  for  ever  (lands } 
Thy  Word  of  Grace  fhall  prove 
A  peaceful  Scepter  in  thy  Hands, 
To  rule  the  Saints  by  Love. 
5  Juftice  and  Truth  attend  thee  ftiil, 
But  Mercy  is  thy  Choice  : 

And 


I 


PSALM    XLV.  81 

And  GOD,  thy  GOD,  thy  Soul  fliall  fill 
With  moft  peculiar  Joys. 

PSALM   45.    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 

7he  Glory  of  Chrift,  andPo'Ujer  of  his  Gofpel. 

1  "VI  O  W  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  fing 
X^    The  Glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  L  ^rd  ;  how  heav'nly  fair 

His  Form !  how  bright  his  Beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  all  the  Sons  of  hum:^n  Race 
He  fhines  with  a  fuperioi  Grace, 
Love  from  his  Lips  divinely  flows, 
And  Bleffings  all  his  State  crmpofe. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  Arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  en  the  Terror  of  thy  Sword, 

In  Majefty  and  Glory  ride 

With  J  ruth  and  Meeknefs  at  thy  Side. 

4  Thine  Anger,  like  a  pointed  Dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  Foes  of  ftubborn  Heart  j 
Or  Words  of  Mercy  kind  and  fweet. 
Shall  melt  the  Rebels  at  thy  Feet. 

5  Thy  Throne,  O  GOD,  for  ever  ftands, 
Grace  is  the  Sceptre  in  thy  Hands } 
Thy  Laws  and  Works  are  juft  and  right, 
Juftice  and  Grace  are  thy  Delight. 

6  GOD,  thine  own  GOD,  has  richly  fhed 
His  Oil  of  Gladnefs  on  thy  Head, 

And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bleft 
His  firft-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

PSALM  45.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Chrift  and  his  Church  ;  or.  The  myfiical  Marriage. 
I  '^ipHE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face, 
A     AdornM  with  Majefty  and  Grace  ! 
He  comes  with  BleflTmgs  from  above, 
And  wins  the  Nations  to  his  Love. 

a  At 


8»  PSALM    XLVI. 

2t  At  his  Right  hand,  our  Eyes  behold 
TheQiieen  array'd  in  pureft  Gold  j 
The  World  ac'mires  her  heav'nly  Drefs  j 
Her  Kobe  of  Joy  and  Righteoufnc-fs, 

3  He  forms  her  Beauties  like  his  own  ; 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  Throne  j 
Fair  Stranger,  let  thine  Heart  forget 
The  Idols  of  thy  native  State. 

4  So  (hali  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  Fav'rite  of  his  Choice  j 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  adoi'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  Hour,  when  thou  (halt  rife 
To  his  fair  P.^lace  in  the  Skies, 

And  all  thy  Sons  (a  numerous  Train) 
Each  like  a  Prince  in  Glory  reign  ! 

6  Let  endlcfs  Honours  crown  his  Head  : 
Let  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fpread  j 
While  we  with  chearful  Songs  approve 
The  Condefcenfions  of  his  Love. 

PSALM    46.     FirJ}  Part, 
The  Church't  Safety  and  Triumph  among  National 

Defolattons. 
J   /^  OD  is  the  Refuge  <  f  his  Saints, 

\jjr  When  Storms  of  fharp  D  frrefs  invade  j 

E'er  we  can  offer  our  Complaints, 

Behold  him  prefent  with  his  Aid. 
a  Let  Mount:^ins  from  their  Seats  be  hurt'd 

Down  to  the  Deep,  and  buried  there  ; 

Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  World, 

Our  Faith  fhall  never  yield  to  Fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubl'd  Ocean  roar, 
In  (acred  Peace  our  Souls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  Nation,  ev'ry  Shore, 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  fwelling  Tide. 

4  There  is  a  Stream  whofe  gentle  Flow 
Supplies  the  City  of  our  G  O  D  j 

'  Life, 


PSALM    XLVI.  S3 

Life,  Love,  and  Joy  ftill  gliding  through, 
And  watVing  our  divine  Abode. 

5  That  facred  Stream,  thine  holy  Word, 
That  all  oar  raging  Fear  controuls ; 
Sweet  Peace  thy  Promifes  afford. 

And  give  new  Strength  to  fainting  Souls, 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  Love, 
Secure  againft  a  threat'ning  Hour; 
Nor  can  he.  firm  Foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  Truth,  and  arm'd  with  Pow'r. 

PSALM   46.    Second  Part, 

Godi  fijhis  for  his  Church. 

I     ET  5'/W  in  her  King  rejoice 
^  Though  Tyrants  rage,  and  Kingdoms  rife; 
He  utrers  his  Almighty  Voice, 
The  Nifcions  meh,  the  Tumult  dies, 
ft  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jtuob  ioxxs^hty 
And  Jacob'i  G  O  D  is  ftill  our  Aid  ; 
Behol.i  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought. 
What  Defolations  he  has  made. 
From  Sea  to  Sea,  through  all  the  Shores 
He  makes  the  Noife  of  Battle  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  Thunder  roars. 
He  awes  the  tr^^mbling  World  to  Peace. 
He  breaks  the  Bow    he  cuts  the  Spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  Flame  j 
Keep  Sihnce  allthe  Earth,  and  hear 
The  Soimd  and  Glory  of  his  Name. 
"  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  GOD, 
*'  V\\  be  exited  o'er  the  Lands, 
*^  r  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  ftill  my  Throne  in  Sknii^nU:' 
O  Lord  of  Hofts,  Almighty  King, 
While  we  lo  near  thy  Prefence  dwell. 
Our  Faith  Ihall  fit  fecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  Gates  of  Hell. 

PSALM 


X4  PSALM    XLVUI. 

PSALM    47. 

Chrift  Afcending  and  Reigning, 
1   f^  F  OR  a  Shout  of  facied  Joy 
KJ     ToGOD  the  fov'reign  King! 
Let  every  Land  their  Tongues  employ, 
And  Hymns  cf  Ti iumph  fing. 
•  Jefus  our  GOD  afcends  on  high  j 
His  heavVily  Guards  around. 
Attend  him  rifing  through  the  Slcy, 
With  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound. 

3  While  Angels  fhoutand  praife  their  King, 

Let  Mortals  learn  their  Strains; 
Let  all  the  Earth  his  Honours  fing  : 
O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  Praife  with  x^we  profound, 

Let  Knowledge  lead  the  Song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  Sound 
Upon  a  thougbtlefs  Tongue. 

5  In  Ifr" el  Hood  his  ancient  Throne, 

Helov'd  that  ch  .fen  Race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  World  liis  own, 
And  Heathens  tafte  his  Giace. 

6  The  Britijb  Iflands  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  GOD  is  known, 
While  Pow'rs  and  Princes,  Shields  and  Swords 
Submit  before  his  Throne. 

P  S  A  L  M    48.     V.  1  —  8.     Firji  Part, 
The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation, 

1  [/^^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  GOD, 

VJJ  And  let  his  Praife  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  Churches  his  Abode, 
His  moil  delightful  Seat. 

2  Thefe  Temples  of  his  Grace, 

How  beautiful  they  itand  '. 
The  Honours  of  our  native  Place, 
And  Bulwarks  of  our  Land.] 

3  I" 


PSALM    XLVIII.  S5 

[3  In  Sion  G  O  D  is  known, 

ARefugeinDiftrefs} 
I    How  bright  has  his  Salvfitlon  flionc 
]        Through  all  her  Palaces  ! 
14  When  Kings  againft  her  join'd, 
!         And  faw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  Contufion  of  rhe  Mind, 

They  fled  with  hafty  Fear. 

5  When  Navies  tall  and  p;oud' 

Attempt  to  fpuil  our  Peace, 
He  fends  his  Temped  roaring  loud, 
And  fmks  them  in  the  Seas. 

6  Oft  have  our  Fathers  told, 

Our  Eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  onp  GOD  fecures  the  Fold 
Where  his  own  Sheep  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  Dilirefs 

We'll  to  his  Houfe  repair. 
We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  Grace, 
And  feek  Deliv'rance  there. 

PSALM  48.     1/.  10 14.     Second  Part, 

Tbe  Beauty  of  the  Church ;  or,  Gofpel  Worjhip  and 

Order. 
1   T7AR  as  thy  Name  is  known, 

X^      The  World  declares  thy  Praife  ; 
Thy  Saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  Throne 
Their  Songs  of  Honour  raife. 
a  Wttfe^oy  let  "Judah  ftand 
On  SiQn\  chofen  Hill, 
Proclaim  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hand, 
And  Coimfeh  of  thy  Will. 

3  Let  Strangers  walk  around 

The  City  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  Ground, 
And  mark  the  Building  well. 

4  The  Orders  of  thy  Houfe, 

The  Worfhip  of  thy  Court, 

^  The 


i6  PSALM    XLIX. 

The  chcarful  Songs,  the  folcmn  Vows, 
And  make  a  fair  Report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  Pomp  that  charms  the  Eyes, 
And  Rites  adorn'd  with  Gold. 

6  The  G  OD  we  worfhip  now, 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die. 
Will  he  our  GOD  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  Sky. 

PSALM  49.   a/.  6- -14.   Firji  Pari.  Com.  Met, 

Pride  and  Death  j  or,  The  Vanity  of  lift  and  Ricba, 
1   \ X7  H  Y  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow 
VV     To  Infolence  and  Pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  Honours  flow. 
With  ev'i  y  rifing  Tide  ? 
a  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  Scorn, 
Made  of  the  felf-fame  Clay, 
And  hoaft  as  though  his  Flcfh  were  bom 
Of  better  Duft  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  Treafures  can  procure 

His  Soul  a  fhort  Reprieve, 
Redeem  from  Death  one  guilty  Hour, 
Or  make  his  Brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  Bl  fling  can't  be  fold, 

The  Ranfom  is  too  high; 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  bribed  with  Gold, 
That  Man  may  never  die. 

5  He  fees  the  Brutifh  and  the  Wife, 

The  TimVous  and  the  Brave, 
Quit  their  Pofleflions,  cl  >fe  their  Eyes, 
And  baften  to  the  Grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  Thought  and  Pride, 

"  My  Houfe  (h  01  ever  ftand  ; 
**  And  that  my  Name  may  long  abide 
**  I'll  give  it  to  my  Land." 

7  Vain 


PSALM    XLIX.  g; 

7  Vain  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Hopes  are  loft, 

How  foon  his  Mem'ry  dies! 
His  Name  is  written  in  the  Duft 
Wheie  his  own  Carcafe  lies.] 
P  A  U  S  £. 

8  This  is  the  Folly  of  their  Way; 

And  yet  their  Sons  as  vain. 
Approve  the  Wojds  their  Fathers  fay. 

And  adt  their  Works  again. 
5  Merv  vo'd  of  Wifdom,  and  of  Grace, 

If  Honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  Bead,  a  thoughtlefsRace* 

And  like  the  Beaft  they  die. 
Jo  [Laid  in  the  Grave  like  nl  y  .^heep. 

Death  feeds  upon  them  there. 
Till  the  laft. Trumpet  b^.aks  their  Sleep 

In  Terror  and  Defpair.] 

PSALM  49.     'V.  14,  15.     Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Death  J  and  the  RefurrtSiion. 
t   XT  E  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juft, 
\        And  trample  on  the  Poorj 
When  Death  has  brought  you  d  )wn  to  Duf^^ 
Your  Pomp  fhall  rife  1.0  more, 
a  The  laft  great  Dty  (hall  change  the  Scene-: 
When  will  that  Hour  appear  ? 
When  Ihall  the  Juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  G  O  D  will  my  naked  Soul  receive, 

When  fep'rate  from  the  Flefh  : 
And  break  th«Pri  fan  of  the 'Grave, 
To  raife  iny  Bones  afreft). 

4  Heav'n  is  my  everl^fting^  Home, 

Th'Inhfrritance  is  fure  ;  —  -  " 

Let  Men  of  Pride  their  Rage'fdfum^,  "' 
But  I'll  repine  n.v  more, 

FSALM 


gj  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

P  S  A  L  M   49.    Long  Metre. 

The  rich  Sinner's  Death,  and  the  Saint's  RefurreSlion* 
J  \Tr  7  H  Y  do  the  Prond  infult  the  Poor, 
VV     And  boaft  the  la-  ge  Ella tes  they  have  ! 
How  vain  a;e  Rich':S  to  (ecure 
Their  haughty  Owners  rio:v  the  Grave! 
%  They  c:in''t  r.detm  one  H.ur  from  Dea  h 
With  all  the  Wealth  in  which  they  trull ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  BrotUer  Breath, 
When  GOD  commar.ds  him  down  to  Daft. 
«  There  the  dark  Er.rrh  ant'  difmal  Shade 
Sh-41  clalp  their  naked  Bodies  round  j 
That  Flefh  fo  delicately  fed, 
1/es  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  Ground. 
^  Like  thought lefs  Sheep  the  Sinner  dies. 
Laid  in  the  Grave  for  Worms  to  eat  : 
The  Sail  ts  (hallln  the  Morning  rife. 
And  find  tb'  Oppreffor  at  their  Feet. 
c  His  Honours  perifii  in  the  Duft, 
And  Pomp,  and  Beauty,  Birth  afid  Blood : 
That  glorious  Day  exdrs  the  Tuft 
To  full  Domini  n  o'er  the  Pr.  ud. 
6  My  Saviour  (hall  my  Life  reftore. 
And  raife  me  fbom  my  dark  Abode : 
My  Flefh  and  Soul  (liall  partno  more  ;  ,       . 
Biit  dwell fpr  ever  near  my  G,O.D.    , 

PSALM  59,  V^'.-i-^'G,  FirJiPart.  Com.  Metre. 

The  laH  Judgment ;  ox,  The  Saints  rewarded. 
J  rip  HE  Lord,  the  Judge  before  his  Throne 
i      Bids  the  whole  EartMraw  nigh. 
The  Nations  near  the  rifrngSsn, 

And  nsar  the  W^fisrn  Sky.  .  • :.   » 

a  No  mo:  e  fhall  bold  ^lafph eiders, fay,.   : 
**  Judgmini -will  ni'er  begin  y''^      ' 
No  more  aT^ufe  his  long  Delay  ' 

To  Impudence  and  Sin.  _ 

•  3  Thrond 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  89 

3  Thron'd  on  a  Cloud  our  COD  (hall  come, 

Bright  Flsmes  prepare  his  Way, 
Thunder  and  Darknefs,  Fire  and  Storm, 

Lead  on  the  dreadful  Day. 
4,  Heav'n  from  above  his  Call  (hall  hear. 

Attending  Angels  c  me. 
And  Earth  and  He'l  (hall  know  and  fear 

His  Juftice  and  their  Duom. 

5  '<  But  gather  all  my  Saiftts  (he  cries) 

*'  Th;U  made  their  Peace  with  God 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice, 
"  And  feal'd  it  with  his  Blood. 

6  "  Their  Faith  and   Works  brought  forth  to 

*'  Shall  make  the  World  co^fefs         [Light, 
**  My  Sentence  of  Reward  is  right, 
"  And  Heav'n  adote  my  Grace. 

PSALM  50.  'V.  10,  II,  14,  j^yZi.%d.Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Obedience  is  better  than  Sattifice. 
I  r^HUS  faith  the  Lord,"  The  fpacious  Fields, 
J,       "  And  Flocks  and  Herds  are  mine, 
<«  O'er  all  the  Cattle  of  the  Hills 
<'  I  claim  a  Right  divine. 
,»f,*'  I  alk  no  Sheep  for  Sacrifice, 
V  "  "**  Nor  Bullocks  burnt  with  Fire  j.    " 
**  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praifc, 
**  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Call  upon  me  when  Trouble's  near, 

*♦  My  Hand  fhall  fet  thee  free  ; 
*<  Then  (hall  thy  thankful  Lips  declare 
"  The  Hon  ur  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  Man  that  offers  humble  Praife, 

"  He  glorifies  me  beft:  ,     ,       ^ 

"And  thofe  that  ti  ead  my'holy  wg^ySj'^ 
**  Shall  my  Salvation  ta'fle."  '  ,   '  ' 

PSALM 


90  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

PSALM  50.  <v.  I,  5,  8,  16,  21,  ts.  Third  Part, 

Common  Metre. 

The  Judqmeni  of  Hypocrites. 

1  Wr  HEN  Cbriji  to  Judgment  (hall  defccnd, 

V  V       'Ai.d  Saints  furrou.d  their  Lord» 
He  calls  the  Nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  VV  rd. 

2  «•'  Not  f6r  the  Want  of  Puh'ocks  (lain 

♦*  Will  I  the  World  reprove  j 
"  Alters  and  Rites,  ind  Forms  are  rain, 
"  Without  the  Fire  of  Love. 

3  "  And  what  have  Hypjcri;esto  do 

"  To  brii  g  their  Sacrifice  ? 
**  They  call  my  Statutes  juft  and  true, 

"  But  de  I  in  Theft  and  Lies. 
4.  **  CouLi  youexpeft  t'efcape  my  Sight, 

**  And  fin  wirhout  Contioul? 
**  But  I  fhall  bring  your  Crimes  to  Light 

*'  With  Anguifh  in  your  Soul.'* 
5  Confidei,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  Wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  Sword, 

There's  noDelivVer  there. 

PSALM  50.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
HyPccriJy  expofed. 
«  r»^HE  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns; 
ji       Let  Hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  Hope  in  Rites  and  Forms, 
But  make  not  Faith  nor  Love  thJr  Care. 
%  Vile  Wretches  dare  rehearfc  his  Name 
With  Lips  of  Falfhood  and  Deceit  j 
A  Friend  or  Brother  they  de  atvie. 
And  footh  and  fl  itter  thofe  they  hate. 
J  They  watch  ro  do  their  Neighbours  Wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  fceH  their  Maker's  Face ; 
They  take  his  Covenant  on  their  Tongue, 
But  break  his  Laws,  abufe  his  Grace. 

4  To 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  ft 

4.  To  Heav'n  they  lift  their  Hands  unciean, 
Defil'd  with  Luft,  defird  with  Blood  ; 
By  Night  they  prafVife  ev'ry  Sin, 
By  Day  their  Mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  Judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure,  and  fin  the  more; 
They  think  he  deeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  Hour. 

6  O  dreadful  Hour  !  when  God  draws  near. 
And  fets  their  Crimes  before  their  Eyes  I 
His  Wrath  their  guilty  Souls  (hall  tear. 
And  no  Deiiv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

P  S  A  L  M   50.    To  a  new  Tune, 

rbe  Lqfl  Judgment.  [  forth, 

I  nn  H  E  Lord,  the  Sov'reign,  fends  his  Summons 
"■■  Calls  the  South  Nations,  and  awakes  the  Nortb\ 
From  Eafi  to  Wefi  the  founding  Orders  fpread 
Thro'  diftant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead  r 
No  more  fhall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay  j 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  \y^y, 
a  Behold  the  Judge  defcends ;  his  Guards  are  nigh, 
Tempeft  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky  : 
Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Hell  draw  near  ;  let  all 

[Things  come 
To  hear  his  Jufdce,  and  the  Sinner's  Doom  ; 
But  gather  firft  my  Saints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Bring 'em,  ye  Angels,  from  their  diftant  Lands. 

3  Behold  my  Cov'nant  Hands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood,     {Jenu^ 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  Names  j  the  Greek,  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  Worfliip,  or  the  new, 
There's  no  Diftinftion  here  j  come,  fpread  their 

[Thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  Fav'rites  and  my  Sons. 

4  I  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  GOD, 

I  am  their  Judge;  ye  Heav'n?,  prodaim  abroad 
S  My, 


f)t 


PSALM    L. 


Myiuft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare  i 

ThoVe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  ro  hear} 
Sinners  in  ZioTi,  tremble  and  retire  j 
I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire.  _ 

t  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  (lam 
Do  I  condemn  thee  •.  Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
Without  the  Flames  of  Love  :  In  vain  the  Store 
Of  brutal  Off-rings,  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  lavage  Breed, 
Flocks,  Herds,  and  Fields,  and  Forefts  where 

'  [they  feed, 

e  If  I  were  hungry,  wouM  I  a(k  thee  Food  ? 
When  did  I  thiift,  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flattered  with  tky  cnngmg  Bows, 
Thy  folemn  Chatt'iings  and  fantaltick  Vows ; 
Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Vettments  to  behold  ? 
Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 
.Unthinking  Wretch!  how  could'ft  thou  hope 
'  °  £to  plealC; 

A  G  O  D,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe ; 
While  with  my  Grace  &  Statutes  on  thy  Tongua 
Thou  lov'ft  Deceit,  and  doft  thy  Brother  wrong. 
In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  AdultYers  are  thy  chofen  Friends 
p  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuiFering  Love, 
Bat  didft  thou  hope  that  Ifhould  ne'er  reprove 
And  cherifti  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within 
That  GOD  the  Righteous  would  indulge  thy  Sin 
Behold  my  Terrors  now  j  my  Thunders  rol, 
And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul, 
o  Sinners,  awake  betimes  j  ye  Fools,  be  wife  j 
'Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife  ; 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  Y- -oked  ^^ 

Flv  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend 
Left  like  a  Lion  his  laft  Vengeance  tear 
Your  titmbling  Souls,  and  uo  DelivYer  near. 

P-SALJ 

I 


PSALM    L.  9? 

[ 
PSALM    50.   To  the  ^W  proper  Tune. 

Th£  lafi  Judgmmit. 

I  np  H  E  God  of  Glory;fem5s  his  Summons  forth, 
-■•  Calls  the  5o«//&  Nations,  and  awakes  the/Zijr/i'i 
From  Eafi  to  Wefi  the  fov'reign  Orders  fpread, 
Thro'diftant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead. 
The  Trumpet  i'ounds'y  Hell  trembles  \  Hea'venrejoicesi 
Lift  up  your  Headst  ye  Saints,  <with  ch  earful  Voices* 
%  No  noorefhall  Atheills  mock  his  long  Delay; 
His  Vengeance  fieeps  no  more;  behold  the  Day: 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends,  his  Guards  are  nigh  j 
T^mpeits  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky. 
When  God  appears y  all  Nature  Jball  adore  him  ; 
While  Sinners  tremble.  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

[Things  come 
5  "  Heav'n,  Earth,   and  Hell,  draw  near,  let  all 
To  hear  my  Juftice,  and  the  Sinner's  Doom  j 
But  gather  firft  my  Saints  (the  Judge  command s) 
Bring  them,  ye  Angels,  from  their  diftantLands. 
'}^Vben  Chriji  returns,  ivaie  fvery  chearful  Foffion  ; 
And fhout,  ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Saltation. 
\.  *'  Behold  my  Cov'nant  ftandsfor  ever  good, 

*  Seal'd  by  th  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood,     [J^xt', 
«  And  fign'd  with  all  their  Names ;  theGr^r^-^the 

•*  That  paid  the  antient  Worlhip,  or  the  new. 
There's  no  Difin^ion  here,  join  all  your  Voices, 
Andraifeyou  Heads,  ye  Saints,  for  Heu'v'n  rejoices. 

[Thrones, 
5  "  Here  (faith  the  Lord)  ye  Angels,  fpread  their 

*  And  near  me  feat  my  Fav'rites  and  my  Sons. 

*  Come,  my  Redeemed,  poflefs  the  Joys  prepar'd 
•<  E'er  Time  began  j  'tis  your  divine  Reward. 
When  Chriji  returns,  tvah  e'very  chearful  PaJJlott  j 
\flndJhQUt^ye  Saints,  he  comes  fQV your  Salivation, 

Es  PAUSE 


94  P  «  A  L  M    L. 

P  A  U  S  E  the  Fiift. 

6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  GOD, 

**  I  am  the  Judge:  Ye  Heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
**  My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 
"  Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear^ 
JVhen  GOD  appears,  all  Nature /hall  adore  him ; 
JFhile  Sinners  trembUy  Saints  rejoice  btfore  him. 

7  "  Stand  forth  thou  bold  Blafpheraer  &  Profane, 
"  Now  feel  my  Wrath,  nor  call  my  Threatnings 

[vain  J 
"  Thou  Hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  Saint's  Attire, 
*'  I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

Judgment  proceeds ;  Hell  trembles ;  Heanj^n  rejoices  | 
Lift  up  your  Heads  y  ye  Saints,  nvith  chearful  Voices 

8  "  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  (lain 
«*  Do  I  condemn  theej  Bulls  and  Goatsare  vain 
"  Without  the  Flame  of  Love :  In  vain  the  Store 
*«  Of  brutal  OfF'rings  that  were  mine  before. 
Earth  it  the  Lord's,  all  Nature  Jhall  adore  him ; 
While  Sinners  tremble^  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  aflc  thee  Food  ? 
*«  When  did  Ithirlt  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood ?^ 
**  Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  favage  Breed, 
*<  Flocks,  Herds  and  Fields,  and  Forefts  wherj 

[they  feed 
M  is  the  Lord's,  he  rules  the  wide  Creation ; 
Gi'ves  Sinners  Vengeance,  and  the  Saints  Sal'vatio/t 
,0  <*  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 
««  Thy  folemn  Chatfrings  and  fantaftick  Vows 
**  Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Veftments  to  beholi 
«  Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 
God  is  the  Judge  of  Hearts  j  no  fair  Difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  Guilty^  ^vhen  his  Vingeance  rifes. 


P  A  U  S 


' 


P  S  A  L  M    L.  95 

P  A  U  SE  the  Second. 

II  **  Unthinking  Wretch  !    how  could'ft  thou 

[hope  to  pleafe 
"  A  GOP,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe  ? 
<*  While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy 

[Tongue, 
<*  Thou  lov*ftDek:eit,  and  doft  thy  Brother  wrongi 
Judgment  proceeds  j  Hell  trembles  5  Hea'v'n  rejoices  j 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  with  chearful  (Voices. 
11  **  In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
«*  Thieves  &  Adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  Friends, 
"  While  the  falfe  Flatt'rer  at  my  Altar  waits, 
*'  His  harden'd  Soul  divine  Inftru6lion  hates. 
Cod  is  the  Judge  of  Hearts,  no  fair  Difguifes 
i  Can  fereen  the  Guilty,  ivhen  his  Vengeance  rifes. 
[13  '*  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufFering  Lovej 
:  *'  But  didit  thou  hope  that  I  (hould  ne'er  reprove? 
I*'  And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within, 
I  *'  That  the  All-holy  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 
See,  God  appears,  all  Nature  joins  t""  adore  him-. 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Sinners  fall  before  him, 
14  *'  Behold  my  Terrors  now ;  my  Thunders  roll, 
*'  And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul. 
*'  Now  like  a  Lion  fhall  my  Vengeance  tear 
**  Thy  bleeding  Heart,  and  no  DelivVer  near." 
Judgment  concludes  j  Hell  trembles  j  Hea'vn  rejoices ; 
Lifi  up  your  Headsyye  Saints^  ivitb  chearful  Voices . 

Epiphonema. 

Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  Fools,  be  wife; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife, 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 

[amend. 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend, 
Then  jsin  ye  Saints  :  Wake  e'v'ry  chearful  PaJJion  : 
IVben  Chrifi  returns,  he  comes  for  your  Salivation, 
E  3  PSALM 


$6       -/^y     PSALM-   LI. 

PSALM   51.    Firft  ParU.  Long  Metre. 
A  Penitent  pleaJing  for  Pardon, 
7  1  CHEW  Pify,  Lord,  O  Lord,  fojgive, 
y        ^  Let  a  repenting  Rebel  live  j 
'        Aie  not  thy  Mercies  large  and  frecj 
May  not  a  Sinner  truft  in  7  hee  ? 

s  My  Crimes  are  great,  but  not  Curpafs 
The  I'ow'r  and  Glory  tf  jhy  Grace  j 
Great  GOD,  thy  Natuj e  hath  no  Bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  Love  be  found. 

3  O  wafri  iiay  Soul  from  evYy  Sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  Confcienoe  clean  j 
Here  on  my  Heart  the  Burden  li^s. 
And  pad  Offences  pain  mine  Eyes. 

4.  My  Lips  with  Shame  my  Sins  confefs 
Againft  thy  Law,  againft  thy  Grace: 
Lord,  fhduld  thy  Judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  Vengeance  feize  my  Breath, 

"^  I  muft  pronounce  Thee  juft  in  Death  : 
And  if  my  Soul  were  fent  to  Hell, 
Thy  righteous  Law/approves  it  well. 

h  Yet  fave  a  tremblilig  Sinner,  Lord, 
Whofe  Hope  ftiil  hov'ring  round  thy  Word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  Promife  there. 
Some  fure  Support  againft  Defpair. 

PSALM  51.    Secand  Part.   Lor>g  Metre, 

Original  and  aSiual  Sin  confejfed, 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceivM  in  Sin, 
'■-'  And  born  HnhoJy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  Man  whofe  guilty  Fall 
Corrupts  the  Rsce,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  Infant-breath, 
The  Seeds  of  Sin  grow  up  for  Death  \ 
Thy  Law  demands  a  perfeft  Heart, 
But  we're  defii'd  in  ev'ry  Part, 

3  rOreal 


P,S  A  L  M.    LI,,  9/^ 

5  [Great  GOD,  create  my  Heart  a.new^ 

And  fcrm  my  Spirit  pure  and  true  9 

O  make  me  wife  betimes,  to  fpy 

My  Danger  and  my  Remedy.] 
4.  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  Face  j 
'  My  only  Refuge  is  thy  Grace  : 

No  outward  Forms  can  make  me  clean  j 

Tke  Leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  Bird,  nor  bleeding  Beaft, 
Nor  Hyflbp-branch,  nor  fprinkling  Prieft, 
No  running  Brook,  nor  Flood,  nor  Sea, 
Can  wafh  the  difmal  Stain  away. 

6  Jejus^  my  G  O  D,  thy  Blood  alone 
Hath  PcwV  fufficient  to  attone  j 

Thy  Blood  can  make  me  white  as  Snow, 
No  Jenvijb  Types  could  cleanfe  me  fo, 

7  While  Guilt  difturbs  and  breaks  my  Peace, 
Nor  Fle/Ti  nor  Soul  hath  Reft  cr  Eafe, 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  Voice, 
And  make  my  broken  Bones  rejoice. 

PSALM  51.     Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  BackJliderre^ftoreJ  ]  or,  Repentance  andFatth 
in  the  Blood  of  Chriih 

X  r\  THOU  that  bear'ft  when  Sinners  cry, 
^^  Tho'  all  my  Crimes  before  Thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  Look, 
But  blot  their  Mem'ry  from  thy  Book, 

a  Create  my  Nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  Soul  averfe  to  Sin  ; 
Let  thy  gocd  Spirit  ne'er  depa:t, 
Nor  hide  thy  Prefence  from  my  Heart, 

3"  I  cannot  live  without  thy  Light, 
Caft  out  and  bani(h'd  from  thy  Sight ; 
Thine  holy  Joys  my  G  O  D  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

E  <^  4.  Though 


jV  PSALM    LI. 

4  Though  I  have  grievM  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  Help  and  Comfort  Itill  afford  j 
And  let  a  Wretch  come  near  thy  Throne, 
To  plead  the  Merits  of  thy  Soh. 

5  A  broken  Heart,  my  G  O  D,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  Sacrifice  I  bi  ing  ; 

The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  Heart  for  Sacrific.e. 

6  My  Sonl  lies  humbled  in  the  Duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  Sentence  juft  j 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  Eye, 
And  fave  the  Soul  condemned  to  die. 

7  Then  will  T  teach  the  World  thy  Waysj 
Signers  fli3ll  learn  thy  fovVeign  Grace  j 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
And  they  Ihall  p.-aife  a  pard'ning  God. 

g  O  may  thy  Love  infpire  my  Tongue  ! 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  Song;' 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  fiiall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs. 

PS  ALM  51.  'V.  3-. 13.  TirJiPart.  Com. Metre. 
Original  and  aSiual  Sin  confejfed  and pardoneeL   ' 

J  T  O  R  D,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Diftrefs 
^-^     And  Guilt  before  thine  Eyes  5 
Againft  thy  Laws,  againft  thy  Grace 
How  high  my  Crimes  arife  ! 
a  Shouldft  thou  condem.n  my  Soul  to  Hell, 
And  crufh  my  Flefh  to  Duft, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  Vengeance  well; 
And  Earth  mult  own  it  juft. 
3  I  from  the  Stock  of  Adam  came. 
Unholy  and  unclean ; 
All  my  Original  is  Shame, 
And  al!  my  Nature  Sin. 
4,  Born  in  a  World  of  Guilt,  I  drew 
Contagion  with  roy  Breath, 

And 


PSALM    LIIL  .99 

And  as  my  Days  advancd,  I  grew 
A  jufter  Prey  for  Death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  chear  my  Seul 

With  thy  forgiving  Love ; 

O  make  my  broken  Spirit  whole. 

And  bid  my  Pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart. 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  Face  j 
Create  anew  my  vicious  Heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  Grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  Mercy  known, 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  j 
Backfliders  fliall  addrefs  thy  Throne, 
And  turn  to  G  O  D  again. 

PSALM  51.  'V.  j^'-iy.  Second  Part.  Com.  Met, 
Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  oj  Chrift. 

1  r^  GOD  of  Mercy,  hear  my  Call, 
^^  My  Loads  of  Guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  feparating  Wall, 

That  bars  me  from  thy  Love. 

2  Give  me  the  Prefence  of  thy  Grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  Tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  Righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  Praife  my  Song. 

3  No  Blood  of  Goat,  nor  Heifer  flain. 

For  Sin  could  e'er  attone  ; 
The  Death  of  Chriji  (hall  ftill  renaaia 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  Soul  oppreft  with  Sin's  Defert, 

My  G  O  D  will  ne'er  defpife  ; 
A  humble  Groan,  a  broken  Heart? 
Is  our  beft  Sacrifice. 

PSALM  55.    1;.  4— 6, 

Ficiory  and  Deliverance  from  Perfecuiion* 
1    A  R  E  all  the  Foes  of  Sion  Fools, 
**  Who  thus  devour  her  Saints  ? 
^  £  5  Po 


too  PSALM    LV. 

To  they^ot'know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  Comphrnts? 
^  They  fliall  be  feiz'd  with  fad  Surprize; 
For  GOD'S  revenging  Arm 
Scatters  the  Bcnes  of  tliem  that  rife. 
To  do  his  Children  Harm. 

3  In  Ycin  the  Sons  of  Satan  bar>ft 

Of  Armies  in  Array  ; 
When  GOD  has  firft  defpis'd  their  Hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  Prey. 

4  0  for  a  Word  from  Sion's  King, 

Her  Captives  to  reftore  1 
Jacob  with  all  the  Tribes  fhall  fing". 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  55.  I'.  1—8,  16,  17, 18,  22.  Com.  Met. 

Support  for  the  affllBed  and  tempted  Soul, 

J   /^  GOD,  mv  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries, 
^  Behold  my  flowing  Tears, 
For  E.irth  and  Hell  my  Hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  Feais. 
a  Their  Rage  is  leveli'd  at  my  Life, 
My  Soul  with  Guilt  they  load. 
And  fill  n-iy  Thoughts  with  inward  Strife, 
To  ftiake  my  Hope  in  G  O  D.  ^ 

3  With  inward  Pain  my  Heart-ftrings  found, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  Breath  j 
Horror  and  Fear  befet  me  round, 
Amongft  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  Dove, 

And  Innocence  had  Wings ; 
rd  fly,  and  make  a  long  Remove, 
From  all  thefe  refllefs  Things. 

5  Let  me  10  fume  wild  D:  fart  go. 

And  find  a  peaceful  .Home, 
Where  Storms  of  Malice  never  blow. 
Temptations  nevercome. 


vJ 


PSALM    LV,  loi 

6  Vain  Hopes,  and  vain  Intentions  all 

To  'fcape  the  Rage  of  Hell ! 
The  mighty  GOD,  on  whom  I  calF, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 
PAUSE. 

7  By  Mornlng-LJght  111  feek  his  Face, 

At' Noon  repeat  my  Cry  ; 
The  Night  (hall  hear  me  afk  his  Grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  G  O  D  (hall  preferve  my  Scul  from  Fear, 

Or  (hi eld  me  -when  afraid  ; 
Ten  Thouf^nd  Angels  mud  appear, 
If  he  command  their  Aid. 

9  I  caft  my  Burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fuftains  them  all ; 

■ '  tWy  Courage  refts  upon  his  Wonf, 

That  Saints  (hall  never  fall. 

10  My  higheft  Hopes  (hall  net  be  vain. 

My  Lips  (hall  fpread  his  Praife  j 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  Men, 
Scarce  live  out  Half  their  Day?. 

PSALM  55.  Of.  iSi  i6ji7, 19, X2.  Short  Metre; 

Dangerous  Projperity -,    or,    Daily  Devotions  (n^ 
couraged. 

E  T  Sinners  take  their  Courfe, 
And  chufe  the  Road  to  Death  i 
But  in  the  Wor(hip  of  my  G  O  D 

ril  fpend  my  daily  Breath. 
My  Thoughts  addrefs  his  Throne 

When  Morning  brings  the  Lichtj^ 
I  feek  his  Blefling  ev'ry  Noon. 

Arid  pay  my  Vows  at  Night,  ? 

Thou  wilt  regard  my  Cries, 

O  ray  eternal  GOD  j 
V  hile  Sinners  peri(h  in  Surprize 

S^ncatl)  tl^ipe  an^ry  Rod, 
W  E  6  4,Bec?urc: 


L' 


loz  PSALMLVr. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  Eafe, 

And  no  fad  Changes  feel  j 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  Name^ 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  Will. 

5  By  I,  with  all  my  Cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  call  my  Burdens  on  his  Arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

6  His  Arm  ftiall  well  fuftain 

The  Children  of  his  Love; 
The  Ground  on  which  their  Safety  ftand», 
No  earthly  PowY  can  move. 

PSALM    56. 

Deli'verancefrom  Opprejfion  andTalJhood\  or^  GodV 
Care  of  his  Peopky  tn  Anfixer  to  Faith  and  Prayir^ 

r\  THOU  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on  high, 
^-^  And  makes  th'dppreflbr  ceafe, 
Behold  how  envious  Sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  Peace  ! 
t  The  Sons  o{  Violence  and  Lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  Dangers  rife. 
My  Refuge  is  thy  Word. 

3  In  G  O  D,  moft  holy,  juil  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  Truft  j 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Flefli  can  do. 
The  Offspring  of  the  Duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  Words  to  Mifchief  ftill. 

Charge  me  with  unknown  Faults  j 
Mifchjef  doth  all  their  Counfiels  fill. 
And  Malice  all  their  Thoughts. 
V  Shall  ihey  efcape  without  thy  Frown  ? 
Muft  their  Devices  ftand  ? 
O  caft  the  haughty  Sinner  down, 
And  i°t  him  know  thy  Hand  I 

FAU  S  E, 


r  S  A  L  M    LVII.  loj 

PAUSE. 

6  G  O  D  counts  the  Sorrows  of  his  Saint?, 

Their  Groans  afFeft  his  Ears  j 
Thou  haft  a  Book  for  my  Complaints, 
A  Bottle  for  my  Tears. 

7  When  to  thy  Throne  I  raife  my  Cry, 

The  Wicked  fear,  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  PrayY  to  reach  the  Sky, 
So  near  is  G  O  D  to  me. 

8  In  Thee,  moft  holy,  jiilt  and  true, 
•   I  have  repos'd  my  Truft  j 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  Man  can  do,. 
The  Offspring  of  the  Dull. 

9  Thy  folemn  Vows  are  on  me.  Lord, 

Thou  fhak  receive  my  Praife  ; 
ril  fmg,  Hoiv  faithful  is  thy  Word! 
Mqvo  righteous  all  thy  Ways  ! 

10  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 

O  fet  thy  Pris'ner  free, 
That  Heart  and  Hand,  and  Life  and  Breath, 
May  be  employ'd  for  Thee, 

P  S  A  L  M  57. 
Praife  for  Prote^ion,  Grace  and  Truth, 

3   \/f  Y  G  O  D,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs 
■*■''■'■  Of  boundlefs  Love  an^  Grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  Wings, 
Till  the  dark  Cloud  is  overblown. 

%  Up  to  the  Heav'ns  I  fend  my  Cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  Pefires  perform  j 
He  fends  his  Angels  from  the  Sky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  threatening  Storm, 

3  Be  thou  exalted,   O  my  GO©, 
Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  | 
Thy  Pow'r  on  Earth  be  known  abroad^, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

4  My  Heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  Song  fhall  raife 
Immortal  Hc>nour5  to  thy  Name  j 

^  Awake 


«M-  PSALM    LVIII. 

Awake,  my  Tongue,  to  found  his  Praife, 
My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  Earth  his  Mercy  reigns. 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Sky  ; 

His  Truth  to  endlefs  Years  remains, 
When  lower  Worlds  dilTolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted)  O  my  G  O  D, 

Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  j 
Thy  Pow'r  on  Earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

P  S  A  L  M  58.    As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 
Warning  to  Magijirates, 

I    JUDGES,  who  rule  the  World  by  Law  s, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  Caufe, 

When  th'  injurM  Poor  before  you  ftands  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  Poor, 
And  let  rich  Sinners  Tcape  fecure, 

While  Gold  &  Greatnefs  biibe  your  Hands? 
a  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  G  O  D   w  ill  judge  the  Judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  Heav'ns  his  Juftice  reigns  j 
Yet  you  invade  the  Rights  of  G  O  D  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  Decrees  abroad,         *    - 

To  bind  the  Confcience  in  your  Chains. 

3  A  poifon'xl  Arrow  is  your  Tongue. 
The  Arrow  (harp,  the  Poifon  ftrong. 

And  Death  attends  where-e'er  it  wounds  s. 
You  hear  no  Counfels,  Cries  or  Tears  j 
So  the  deaf  Adder  Hops  her  Ears 

Againft  the  Pow'r  of  charming  Sounds. 

4  Break  out  their  Teeth,  eternal  GOD, 
Thofe  Teeth  of  Lions  dy'd  in  Blood  j 

And  crufli  the  Serpents  in  the  Duft  : 
As  empty  chaff  when  Whirlwinds  rife. 
Before  tlie  fweeping  Tempeft  flies, 

So  itt  tlieir  Hopes  and  Nam w  bcloft. 


:p:s  al  m   lx.  I  Its 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  Sky, 
Their  Grandeur  melts,  their  Titles  die, 

As  Hills  of  Snow  diflblve  and  run. 
Or  Snails  that  perifti  in  their  Slime, 
Or  Births  that  come  before  their  Time, 

Vain  Births  th^t  never  fee  the  Sun. 

6  Thus  (hall  the  Vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  Joy  to  Saints  afford  j 

And  all  that  hear  (hall  join  and  fay, 
«»  S«re  there's  a  G  OD  that  rules  on  high^ 
^'  A  QOD  that  hears  his  Children  cry, 
"  And  will  their  SuiF'iings  well  repay.'* 
P  S  A  L  M  60.     0/.  I— 5-  -10—12. 
On  a  Day  of  Humiliattonfor  D  if  appointment  in  War:,. 

3  T  ORD,  halt  thou  caft  the  Nation  off  ? 
*-*  Muit  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  Wrath  ? 
Shall  Mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
a  The  Terror  of  cne  Frown  of  thine 
Melts  aJl  our  Strength  away  5 
Like  Men  that  tetter,  drunk  with  Wine, 
We  tremble  in  Difmay. 
3.  Great- Britain  (haJces  beneath  thy  Stroke^ 
And  dreads  thy  threatening  Hand^. 
O  heal  the  Ifland  theu  haft  broke, 
r  Confirm  the  wav'ring  Land. 

4  Lift  up  aJBanner  in  the  Field, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name  ; 
Safccethy  Beloved  with  thy  Shield, 
And  put  our  Foes  to  Shame. 
5.  Go  with  our  Armies  to  the  Fight, 
Like  a  Confederate  GOD; 
In  vain  confed'rate  Pow'rs  unite 
Againft  thy  lifted  Red. 
(y  Our  Troops  (hall  gain  a  wide  Renown, 
By  thine  affilting  Hand  \ 
'Tis  G  OD  that  treads  the  Mighty  down, 
And  iAak«sth«  Feeble  A sir.4. 


io6  PSALM    LXir. 

P  S  A  L  M   6i.     a;,  x— 6. 

Safety  in  GOD. 

X  T^HEN  overwhelm'd  with  G.nef> 
'^'    My  Heart  witiun  me  dies, 
Helplefs,  and  far  from  all  Relief, 
To  Heav'n  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
a  O'  lead  me  to  the  Rock, 

That's  high  above  my  Head, 
And  make  the  Covert  of  thy  Wings 
My  Shelter  and  my  Shade. 

3  Within  thy  Prefence,  Lord, 

For  ever  Fll  abide  j 
Thou  art  the  Tow'r  of  my  Defence, 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givelt  me  the  Lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name ; 
If  endlefs  Life  be  their  ileward, 
I  fliall  pofTefs  the  fame. 

PSALM    Sx.     'v.  s— 1«. 

ha  Iruji  in  the  Creatures ;    or,   Faith  in  Divine 
Grace  and  Po-tuer. 

1  XT  Y  Spirit  looks  to  G  O  D  alone, 

*-^^  My  Rock  and  Refuge  is  his  Throne  j 
In  all  my  Fears,  in  all  my  Straits, 
My  Soul  on  his  Salvation  waits. 

2  Truft  him,  ye  Saints,  in  all  your  Ways, 
Pour  out  your  Hearts  before  his  Face  j 
When  Helpers  fail,  and  Foes  invade, 

G  O  D  is  our  all  fufficient  Aid. 

3  V'.lfe  are  the  Men  of  high  Degree, 
The  bafer  Sort  are  Vanity  j 

Laid  in  the  BalLmce  both  appear, 
light  as  a  Puff  of  empty  Air. 

4  Make  not  increafmg  Gold  your  Truft, 
N^er  fet  your  Heart  on  glittering  Dull  j 

Why 


F'S  AIM    LXIir.  »07 

Why  wHI  you  grafp  the  fleeting  Smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  ffoke  i 

5  Onc€  has  his  awful  Voice  declar'd. 
Once  an^  again  my  Ears  have  heard, 
**  AU  Pow'r  is  his  eternal  Due  j 

"  He  mult  be  fear'd,  and  trufted  too.** 

6  For  fovYeign  Pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  Partner  of  the  Throne  j 
Thy  Grace  and  Juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  R«ward. 

PSALM  63.  o'  I,  2,  5,  3,  4.  ly?  Part.  Cora.  Met, 
The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day. 

1  pARLY,  myGOD,  without  Delay, 
•*-'  I  hafte  to  feek  thy  Face  5 
My  thirfty  Spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  chearing  Grace, 
a  So  Pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  Sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  Sky, 
Leng,  for  a  cooling  Stream  at  Hand, 
And  they  muft  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  Glory  and  thy  Pow'r 

Thro'  all  thy  Temple  fhine  } 
My  GOD,  repeat  that heav'nly  Hour^ 
l^hat  Vifton  fo  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  Bleffings  of  a  Feaft 

Can  pleafe  my  Soul  fo  well. 
As  when  thy  richer  Grace  I  tafte, 
And  in  thy  Prefence  dwell. 

5  Not  Life  itfelf,  with  all  her  Joys, 
.   Can  my  beft  Paffions  move  j 

Or  raife  fo  high  my  chearful  Voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  Love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  Day, 

I'll  Wefs  my  G  O  D  and  King  ; 
Thus  wilM  lift  my  Hands  to  pray. 
And  tune  my  Lips  to  fmg, 

PSALM 


*o8  PSALM    LXIII. 

PSALM  63.    'u.  6— iq.    SecJind  ?arU 
Commoa  Metre. 


'T^ 


Midnight  thoughts  ruQUe&ed, 
W  A  S  in  the  Wateh^s  of  the  Night 


thought  upon  thy  PowV  j 
I  kept  thy  lovely  Face  iii  Sig-lvt, 
-    Amidil  the  darkeft  Hoar, 
a  My  Flefh  hy  refting  on  my  Beef, 
My  Soul  arofe  on  high  j 
"  My  GOD,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  I  faid^ 
*'  B'rin^  thy  SaJ'vatioh  nigh.''* 

3  My  Spirit  labours  up  thine  Hill, 

And  climbs  the  heav'nly  Road  j 
But  thy  Riglrt-harid  upholds  me  fliUi 
While  I  purfue  my  GOD. 

4  Thy  Mercy  (It  etches  o>r  my  Head, 

The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings  ; 
My  Heart  rejoices  in  thine  Aid, 
My  Tongue  awakes  and  fings. 

5  But  the  Deltroyers  of  my  Peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  j 
The  Tempter  fhall  for  ever  ceafe, 
And  all  xny  Sms  be  fliin. 

6  Thy  Sw«Fd  /ball  give  my  Foes  to  Deatli^ 

And  fend  them  down  to  dw€ll 
In  the  dark  Caverns  of  the  Earth, 
Or  to  the  Peeps  of  Hell. 

PSALM  43.    Long  Metre. 

Longing  after  G  O  D  ^    or,   the  Love  of  GOD 

better  than  Li/e^       -    ^:     '  -^ 

J  OREAT  GOD,  indulge  my  humble Clain^ 
^  Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  K.ctti 
The  Glories  that  compofe  thy  Name,        .  r 
Stand  all  engag'd  tp  jiiake  me  bleft.    . 

*  Thou 


F  S  A  L  M    LXlir.  'lef^^ 

a  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Juft  and  Wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  G  O  D  j 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  Ties  j 
Thy  Son,  thy  Servant,  bought  with  Blood, 

3  With  Heart  and  Eyes,  and  lifted  Hands, 
For  Thee  I  long,  to  Thee  I  lo®k, 

As  Travellers  in  thirfty  Lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling-  Water-brook, 

4  With  early  Feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  Saints,  and  feek  thy  Face  j 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  GJory  there, 

And  fell  the  Pow'r  of  Sov 'reign  Grace. 

5  Not  Fruits  nor  Wines  that  tempt  our  Tafte, 
Nor  all  the  Joys  our  Senfes  know. 

Could  make  me  Co  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  chearful  Paflion  (o. 

6  My  Life  itfelf,  without  thy  Lore, 
No  Tafte  of  Pleafure  ccukJ  afford  } 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  Burden  prove. 
If  I  were  banilh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
When  bufy  Cares  ?Mi6i  my  Head, 

One  Thought  of  Thee  gives  new  Delight, 
And  adds  Refrefhment  to  my  Bed. 
S  ril  lift  mysHands,  FU  raife  my  Voice, 
While  Lhave  Bi^eath  to  pray  er  praffe  j 
This  Work  fhall  make  my  Heart  rejoice^ 
And  fpend  the  Remnant  of  my  Days, 

PSALM   6^.    Short  Metre, 
Seeking  GOD. 

I  Xyf  Y  G  O  D,  permit  my  Tongue 
^^^    This  Joy,  to  call  Thee  mine^ 
And  let  my  early  Cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divine, 
a  My  thirfty  fainting  Soul 
Thy  Mercy  doth  implore  s 

Not 


no  PSALM    LXV. 

Not  Travellers  in  Defart  Lands, 
Can  pant  for  Water  more. 
3  Within  thy  Churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  Place, 
Thy  Pow'r  and  Glory  to  behold. 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  Grace, 
4.  For  Life  without  thy  Love 
No  Relifti  can  afford  ; 
No  Joy  can  be  compared  with  this. 
To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  Thee  I'll  lift  my  Hands, 

And  praife  Thee  while  1  live  j 
Not  the  rich  Dainties  of  a  Feaft 
Such  Food  and  Pleafure  give, 

6  In  wakeful  Hours  at  Night, 

I  call  my  GOD  to  Mind  j 
I  think  how  wife  thy  Counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  Dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  Help, 

To  thee  my  Spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  Providence 
My  chearful  Hope  relies. 

8  The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keeps  ! 
I  follow  where  my  Father  lcad», 
And  he  fupports  my  Step*. 

PSALM  6s.  v.  1—5.  Firji  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Public  Prayer  and  Praife. 

8  nn  H  E  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee, 

■*■  My  G  O  D  J  and  Praife  becomes  thy  Houfe ; 
There  (hall  thy  Saints  thy  Glory  fee. 
And  there  perform  their  public  Vows. 

a  O  Thou,  whofe  Mercy  bends  the  Skies 
To  fave,  when  humble  Sinners  piayj 
All  Lands  to  Thee  ftiall  lift  their  Eyes, 
And  Iflandsof  the  Northern  Sea, 

3  Againft 


PSALM    LXV^.  lit 

3  Againfl:  my  Will  my  Sins  prevail, 

But  Grace  (hall  purge  away  their  Staie  5 

The  Blood  of  C  H  R  I  S  T  will  never  fail 

To  waflb  my  Garments  white  again. 
4,  Bleft  is  the'Man  whom  thou  flialt  chufe, 

And  give  him  kind  Accefs  to  Thee  j 

Give  him  a  Place  within  thy  Houfe, 

To  tafte  thy  Love  divinely  free, 
PAUSE. 
5  Let  Bahelie3iT  when  Sion  prays  j 

Babel  pi  epare  for  long  Diftrefs, 

When  Sion's  GOD  himfelf  arrays 

In  Terror  and  in  Righteoufnefs. 
€  With  dreadful  Glory  GOD  fulfils 

What  his  afflidted  Saints  requeft  j 

And  with  Almighty  Wrath  reveals 

His  Love,  to  give  his  Churches  Reft. 
7  Then  fhall  the  flocking  Nations  run 

To  Sioa's  Hill,  and  own  their  Lord ; 

The  rifmg  and  the  fetting  Sua 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  Name  ador'd. 

PS  ALM^5.i/.  ^'-1-^.  Second ?art.  Long  Metre, 

Di<vine  Providence  in  Airt    Earth  and  Sea  j  or. 
The  GOD  of  Nature  and  Grace. 

I  np  H  E  G  G  D  of  our  Salvation  hears 
•*•    The  Groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  Tears  5 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  Defigns, 
Through  all  the  Way  his  Terror  (hines, 

a  On  him  the  Race  of 'Man  depends, 
Far  as  the  Earth's  remoteft  Ends, 
W-here  the  Creator's  Name  is  known. 
By  Nature's  feeble  Light  alone, 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  Flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  Souls  to  G  O  D, 
When  Tempefts  rage,  and  Billows  roar 
A  dreadful  Diftance  from  the  Shore, 

4.  H« 


jia  PSALM    LXV. 

15.  He  bids  the  noify  Tempefts  ceafe  j 
He  calms  the  raging  Croud  to  Peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  Nation  raves. 
Wild  as  the  Winds,  and  loud  as  >X^aves. 

5  Whole  Kingdoms  (haken  by  the  Storm, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  Form  j 
Mountains  eftablifli'd  by  his  Hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  Foundations  itand. 

6  Behold  his  Enfigns  fv^eep  the  Sky, 
New  Comets  blaze,  and  Lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  Lands  with  fwift  Surprize, 
From  the  bright  Horrors  turn  their  Eyes. 

7  At  his  Command  the  Morning-Ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  Dij. 
He  guides  the  Sun's  declining  Wheels 
Over  the  Tops  of  IVeJiern  Hills. 

8  Seafons  and  Times  ol^y  his  Voice  j 
The  Ev'ning  and  the  Morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  Earth  made  foft  with  ShowYs, 
Laden  with  Fruit  and  dreft  in  Flow'rs. 

9  'Tis  from  his  watry  Stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirfty  Ground  Supply  j 
He  walks  upon  the  Clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  Drops  difpenfe. 

10  The  DeArt  grows  a  fruitful  Field, 
Abundant  Fruit  the  Vallies  yield  j 
The  Vallies  fliout  with  cbearful  Voice, 
And  neighbVing  Hills  repeat  their  Joys, 

XI  The  Failures  fmile  in  green  Array, 
Their  Lambs  and  larger  Cattle  play  j 
The  larger  Cattle  and  the  Lamb, 
Each  in  his  Language  fpeaks  thy  Name. 

14  Thy  Works  pronounce  thy  PowV  divinej 
O'er  evYy  Field  thy  Glories  (hi ne  } 
Through  ev'ry  Month  thy  Gifts  appear  j 
Great  GOD,  thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year. 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXV.  V/j 

1'  S  A-L  M  6  5 .    Tirft  Fdrt.    Common  Metre. 
A  Frrayer-Heari?jg  God,  and  the  Gentiles  called, 

J  pRAISE  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  : 
^     There  fliall  our  Vows  be  paid  j 
Thou  haft  an  Ear  when  Sinners  pray. 
All  Flefh  fhall  feek  thine  Aid. 
2  Lord,  our  Iniquities  prevail, 
But  pard'ning  Grace  is  thine. 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  Pow'r  and  Skill 
To  conquer  every  Sin. 
"3  Blefs'd  are  the  Men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 
To  bring  them  near  thy  Face, 
Give  them  a  Dwelling  in  thine  Houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  Grace. 
4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  Church  requefts. 
Thy  Truth  and  Terror  ftiine, 
And  Works  of  dreadful  Righteoufnefs, 
Fulfil  thy  kind  Defign. 

5  Thus  (hall  the  wond'ring  Nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  jiift  j 
And  diftant  Iflands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  Name  their  Truft. 

6  They  dread  xhy^  glitt'ring  Tokens,  J-ord, 

When  Signs  in  Heav'n  appear  j 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  Word, 
And  tote  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  65.   Second  Pari.   Common  Metre, 

*the  Pro'vidence  of  GOD  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  ' 
or.  The  Blefmg  «f  Rain,  ' 

I  'rpIS  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  ftand, 
■^      G  O  D  of  eternal  PowY  ; 
TheSea  grows  calm  at  thy  Command, 
And  Terapefts  ceafe  to  roar. 
s  Thy  Morning  Light,  and  Ev'ning  Shade, 
Succeffiw Comforts  bring  j 

Thy 


114  P  S  A  L  M    LXV. 

Thy  plenteous  Fruits  make  Harveft  glad> 
Thy  Flow'rs  adorn  the  Spring. 

3  Stafons  and  Times,  and  Moons  and  HourSp 

Heav'n,  Earth  and  Air  are  thine 5 
When  Clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  Show'rs, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wond'ring  Cifterns  in  the  Sky, 

Borne  by  the  Winds  around. 

With  watry  Treafiires  well  fupply 

The  Furrows  of  the  Ground. 

5  The  thirfty  Ridges  drink  their  Fill, 

And  Ranks  of  Corn  appear  j 
Thy  Ways  abound  with  Bleflings  ftili, 
Thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year. 

PSALM   65.     Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  BUJ/ings  of  tb£  Spring  ;  or,  GOD  gives  Rain* 

A  Pfalni  for  the  Hulbandman. 
t  /^  O  O  D  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 
^^     Who  makes  the  Earth  his  Ca/e  j 
Vifits  the  Pafliures  ev'ry  Spring, 
And  bids  the  Grafs  appear, 
»  The  Clouds,  like  Rivers  rais'd  on  high. 
Four  out  at  thy  Command 
Their  watry  Bleuings  from  the  Sky, 
To  chear  the  thirfty  Land. 

3  The  foften'd  Ridges  of  the  Field 

Permit  the  Corn  to  fpring  : 

The  Vallies  rich  Provifion  yield, 

And  the  poor  LabYers  fing. 

4  The  little  Hills  on  ev'ry  Side 

Rf  joice  at  falling  Show'rs  j 
The  Meadows,  drefs'd  in  all  their  Pride, 
Perfume  the  Air  with  Flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  Clods,  refrefh'd  with  Rain, 

Fromife  a  joyful  Crop; 
The  parciung  Grounds  lo#k  green  again, 
And  raife  the  Reaper's  Hcne. 

6  The 


PS  AX  M   IXVr.  115 

g  The  various  Months  thy  Goodnefs  crdwns  § 
How  bount'ous  are  thy  Ways ! 
The  bleating  Flocks  fpread  o'er  the  Downs, 
And  Shepherds  fliout  thy  Praife. 
P  S  A  L  M  66.    Firji  Part. 
Governing  Poiver  and  Goodnefs  j  or.  Our  Gface 

tried  by  Affliaiom. 
I  C  I N  G,  all  ye  Nations,  to  the  Lord^ 
"^  Sing  with  a  joyful  Noifej 
With  Melody  of  Sound  record 
His  Honours  and  your  Joys, 
I  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  (hakes  the  Sky> 

"  How  terrible  art  Thou ! 
.  **  Sinners  before  thy  Prefence  fly, 

««  Or  at  thy  Feet  they  bow/' 
5  [Come,  fee  the  Wonders  of  oar  GOD, 
How  glorious  are  his  Ways  j 
In  Mofes""  Hand  he  puts  his  Rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  Seas. 
|,  He  made  the  ebbing  Channel  dry. 
While  7/rV/pafsM  the  Flood  ; 
There  did  the  Church  begin  their  Joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  GOD.] 
J  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  Might  ; 
Will  Rebel  Mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  Fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  War  ? 
;  O  blefs  our  GOD,  and  never  ceafe i 
Ye  Saints  fulfil  his  Praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  Life,  maintains  our  Peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  Ways. 
r  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuff'ring  Souls, 
To  make  our  Graces  fhine  ; 
So  Silver  bears  the  burning  Coals, 
The  Metal  to  refine. 
{  Thro'  watry  Deeps  and  fi'ry  Ways 
We  march  at  thy  C©mmand, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promisM  Place, 
By  thine  unerring  Hand, 

F  PSAL 


1^6  PS  Ai:,  M    liXVII. 

P-S  A  I>  M  66.  n).  I'lj-^Ato^^^etond' Parte 
Praife  to  GO D  for  hearing  Prayer. 
5  XT  O  W  (hall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid 
J-^     To  tbat  Almighty  PowY, 
That  heard  the  long  Requefts  I  made 
In  my  diftrefsful  Hour. 
£  My  Lips  and  chearful  Heart  prepare 
To  make  his  Mercies  knowjrj : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  G  O  D,  and  hear 
The  Wonders  he  has  done, 

3  When  on  my  Head  huge  Sorrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  Aid  j 
He  fav'd  my  finking  Soul  from  Hell, 
And  DfaUrs  eternal  Shade. 

4  If  Sin  lay  coverM  in  my  Heart, 

While  Pray'r  employed  my  Tongue, 
The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  Regard, 
Nor  I  his  Praifes  fung. 

5  But  G  O  D  (his  Naine  be  ever  bleft) 

Has  fet  Hiy  Spirit  free  j 
Mor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  Requeft, 
Norfum''d  his  Heart  from  me. 

PSALM    67. 
^he  Nai!on''s  Prcfperity,  and  the  Church's  Increaft, 
I  CHINE,  mighty  GOD,  on  Britain,  ftiine 
^     With  Beams  of  heav'nly  Grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  Pow'r  through  all  our  Coafts, 
And  fhew  thy  fmiling  Face. 
ft  [Amidft  our  Ifle  exalted  high. 
Do  thou  our  Glory  ftand, 
And  like  a  Wall  of  Guardian  Fire 
Surround  the  FavYite  Land.] 
3  When  fliall  thy  Name  from  Shore  to  Shore 
Sound  aJl  the  Earth  abroad. 
And  diflant  Nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

4  Sing 


4.  Sing  t©  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
SLrig loud  with  foiemn  Voice; 
While  Britijb  Tongues  exalt  bis  Praife, 
And  Brttijh  Hearts  rejoice. 
3  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  Sovereign  Judge, 
That  fits  enthron'd  above. 
Wifely  commands  the  Worlds  he  made 
In  Juftice  and  in  Love. 

6  Earth  fhall  obey  her  Milker's  Will, 

And  yield  a  full  Increafc  j 
Our  GOD  will  crown  his  chofen  Ifle 
Witli  Fruitfulnefs  and  Peace. 

7  G  O  D,  the  Redeemer,  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  Favours  here, 
While  the  Creation's  utmoft  Bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear, 

P  S  A  L  M  6S.    Fifji  Part,    *v,  i— 6,  3«-'35. 
The  Veng^nce  and  Companion  of  GOD, 

t  T   ET  G  O  P  arife  in  all  his  Might, 
*-'  And  put  the  Troops  of  Hell  to  Flight  j 
As  Smoke  that  fought  to  cloud  the  Skies 
Before  the  rifing  Tempeft  flies. 

£  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  Flames 3 
Juftice  and  Vengeance  are  his  Names  | 
Behold  his  fainting  Foes  expire, 
Like  melting  Wax  before  the  Fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  Skv'i 
His  Name  Jeho'vah  founds  on  high. 
Sing  to  his  Name,  ye  Sons  of  Grace  j 
Ye  Saints,  rejoice  before  his  Face. 

4  The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his  Aid  in  (harp  Diftrcfs; 
In  him  the  Poor  and  Helplefs  find 
A  Judge  that's  Juft,  a  Father  fyna^ 

5  He  breaks  the  Captive's  heavy  Chalfij 
And  Prisoners  fee  the  Light  agaia  % 

Fj5  ie 


aii  FSALM    LXVin, 

But  Rebels  that  difpute  his  Will, 
Shall  dwell  in  Chains  and  Darknefs  ftill. 
PAUSE. 

6  Kingdoms  and  Thrones  to  G  O  D  belong  5 
Crown  him,  ye  Nations,  in  your  Song  : 
His  wond'rous  Names  and  Pow'rs  rehearfe : 
His  Honours  (hall  enrich  your  Verfe, 

7  He  fhakes  the  Heav'ns  with  loud  Alarms  I 
How  terrible  is  G  O  D  in  Arms  ! 
In  T/rV/  are  his  Mercies  known, 
Ifr''el  is  his  peculiar  Throne. 

S  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft  j 
He's  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Reft  j 
When  Terrors  rife,  and  Nations  faint, 
GOD  is  the  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

PSALM  68.  V.  17,  iS.   Second  Part, 

ChriftV  Afcen/ion,  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit, 

1  T  ORD,  when  tliou  didft  afcend  on  high 
•■-'  Ten  Thoufand  Angels  fill'd  the  Sky: 
Thofe  heav'nly  Guards  around  Thee  wait. 
Like  Chariots  that  attend  thy  State. 

a  Not  Sinai's  Mountain  cowld  appear 

More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  5 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  Law, 
And  ftruck  the  chofen  Tribes  with  Awe. 

3  How  bright  the  Triumph  none  can  tell. 
When  the  rebellious  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
That  Thoufand  Souls  had  Captive  made, 
Were  all  in  Chains  like  Captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  Throne, 
He  fent  his  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  Gifts  and  Grace  for  Rebel-Men, 
That  GOD  might  dwell  on  Earth  again, 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXIX,  »19 

3?  S  A  L  M  68.  Tbird  Part,  v.  19,  9, 10, 11,  «*♦ 

Praifg  for  Temporal  BleJ/ings ;  or,  Common  and 

fpecial  Mercies, 

a  W  E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the  Good, 
^"    Who  fills  our  Hearts  with  Joy  and  Food  5 
Who  pours  his  Bleffings  froni  the  Skies, 
And  loads  ours  Days  with  rich  Supplies. 

s  He  fends  the  Sun  his  Circuit  round. 
To  chear  the  Fruits,  to  warm  the  Ground  j 
He  bids  the  Clouds  with  plent'ous  Raia 
Refrefti  the  thirfty  Earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  Care  we  owe  our  Breath, 
And  all  our  near  Efcapes  from  Death  ; 
Safety  and  Health  to  G  O  D  belong  j 

He  heals  the  Weak,  and  guards  the  Strong* 

4  He  makes  the  Saint  and  Sinner  prove 
The  common  Bleffings  of  his  Love ; 
But  the  wide  Diff'rence  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  Joy,  or  endlefs  Pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  Serpent's  Head, 
On  all  the  Serpent's  Seed  (hall  tread. 
The  ftubborn  Sinner's  Hope  confound. 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lafting  Wound. 

6  But  his  Right-Hand  his  Saints  (hall  raife 
From  the  deep  Earth,  or  deeper  Seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  Courts  above; 
There  (hall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  Love. 

PSALM  69.  <u,  1—14.  Firji  Part.  Com.Metre, 
The  Sufferings  of  Chrift  for  our  Salvation, 

J  «'  CAVE  me,  O  GOD,  the  fwelling  Floods, 
^  "  Break  in  upon  my  Soul : 
*'  I  (ink,  and  Sorrows  o'er  my  Head 
"  Like  mighty  Waters  roll, 
a  **  I  cry  till  all  my  Voice  be  gone, 
"  In  Tears  I  wafte  the  Day  j 

F  3  5*  My 


3a«r  P^AL  M    LXIX. 

"  My  GOD,  behojd  my  longing  Eye?;, 

**  And  fliorten  thy  Delay. 

3  »<  They  hate  my  Soul  without  a  Caufe, 

*'  And  ftill  tnerr  Number  grows 
**  More  than  the  Hairs  around  my  Head^  ' 
"  And  mighty  are  my  Foes, 

4  **  'Twas  th^n  I  paid  that  dreadful  Debt 

"  That  Men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  thofe  Honours  to  thy  Law, 
**  Which  Sinners  took  away." 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  MrJ/iah"s  Name 

The  Royal  Prophet  mourns  j 
Thus  he  awakes  our  Hearts  to  Grief, 
And  gives  us  Joy  by  Turns. 

6  **  Now  fhali  the  Saints  rejoice,  and  find 

"  Salvation  in  my  Name, 
**  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  Load 

*'  Of  Sorrow,  Fain  and  Shame. 
y  "  Grief  like  a  Garment  cloath'd  me  round, 

*'  And  Sackcloth  was  my  Drefs, 
"  While  I  procurd  for  naked  Souls 

**  A  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 

8  **  Amongft  my  Brethren,  and  the  Jdu/f 

*'  I  like  a  Stranger  flood, 
*'  And  bore  their  vile  Reproach  to  bring 
<<  The  Gentiles  near  to  GOD. 

9  <f  I  came  in  ftntul  Mortals  Stead 

«  To  do  my  Fathf-r's  Will ; 
««  Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  Houfe, 
*'  Thxy  /candaliz  d  my  Zeal. 
JO  "  My  Failing  and  my  holy  Groans 
Weie  made  the  Drunkard's  Song  j 
'»  But  GOD  from  his  celeftial  Throne 
"  Heard  my  complaining  Tongue. 
I  r  **  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  Deep, 
"  Nor  let  my  Soul  be  drown'd  5 
<'  He  rais'o  and  fix'd  my  finking  Feet 
«  On  well  ej[labiifli*d  Ground.    . 

iz  "  'Twas 


IS  "  'Twts  in  a  moft  accepted  Hour 
"  My  Pray'r  arofe  on  high, 
<«  And  for  ray  Sake  my  G  O  D  Ihall  hear 
"  The  dying  Sinner's  Cry.'* 

PSALM  6g.  a/.  14.-21,  26,  a^,  32,  Second  Party 

Tbe'Pa£ion  and  Exaltation  of  Chrifti 

J  "VrO  W  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 
■^^     And  mournful  Pleafiire  fing 
The  Suff'rings  of  our  great  High-Prieft, 
The  Sorrows  of  our  King.    "^ 
a  He  finks  in  Floods  of  deep  Diftrefs  j 
How  high  the  Waters  rife  ! 
"While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  Ear 
He  fends  perpetual  Cries. 

3  **  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

"  Nor  hide  thy  Ihining  Face  ; 
«<  Why  {kould  thy  Fav'rite  look  like  one 
*«  Forfakcn  of  thy  Grace  ? 

4  «  With  Rage  they  perfecute  the  Man 

*'  That  groans  beneath  thy  Wound, 
<*  While  for  a  Sacrifice  I  pour 
*'  My  Life  upoa  the  Ground, 

5  "  They  tread  my  Honour  to  the  Duft, 

*'  And  laugh  when  I  complain  j 
«  Their  (harp  infulting  Slanders  add 
*'  Frefh  Anguiih  to  my  Pain. 

6  "  All  my  Reproach  is  known  to  Thee, 

"  The  Scandal  and  the  Sliame  j 
"  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  Heart> 
*'  And  Lies  defil'd  my  Name. 

7  "  Ilook'd  for  Pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

"  My  Kindred  are  ray  Grief  j 
"  I  alk  my  Friends  for  Comfort  round, 
**  But  meet  with  no  Relief. 

8  "  With  Vinegar  they  mock  my  Thirft, 

*^  They  give  me  Gall  for  Feod, 

F  4  "  And 


sz%  FSALM    LXI3& 

'<  And  fporting  with  my  dying  Groans, 

**  They  triumph  in  my  Blood. 
5  **  Shine  into  my  diftrefled  Soul, 

<«  Let  thy  Compaflion  (ave  j 
«*  And  though  my  Flelh  fink  down  to  Death, 

**  Redeem  it  fi^m  the  Grave. 
3t  **  1  (hall  arife  to  praife  thy  Name, 

*'  Shall  reign  in  Worlds  unknown, 
*<  And  thy  Salvation,  O  my  GOD, 

•*  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  Throne, 

P  S  A  L  M  69.    Third  Part,    Common  Metre. 

ChriftV  Obedience  and  Death  j  or,  God  glorifiedj 
and  Sinners  fa'ved. 

J  pATHER,  I  fing  thy  wond'rous  Grace, 
•*•      I  blefs  my  Saviour's  Name  j 
He  bought  Salvation  for  the  Poor, 
And  bore  the  Sinner's  Shame. 
a  His  deep  Diitrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 
His  Duty  and  his  Zeal 
Fui£ird  the  Law  which  Mortals  broke. 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  Will. 
3  His  dying  Groans,  his  living  Songs, 
Shall  better  pleafe  my  G  O  D, 
Than  Harp  or  Trumpet's  folemn  Sound, 
Than  Goats  or  Bullocks  Blood. 
4.  This  (hall  his  humble  Foilow'rs  fee. 
And  fet  their  Hearts  at  Reft  j 
They  by  his  Death  draw  Rear  to  Thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

5  Let  Heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high. 

To  G  O  D  their  Voices  raife, 
While  Lands  and  Seas  aflitt  the  Sky, 
And  Join  t'  advance  the  Praife. 

6  Sion  is  thine,  Moft  Holy  GOD, 

Thy  Son  fliall  blefs  her  Gates  ; 
And  Glory,  purchas'd  by  his  Blood, 
For  thy  own  Ifr'el  waitj,  PSALM 


PSALM    LXIX.  «i 

P  S  A  L  M  69.    Tirfi  Part.    Long  Metre* 
ChriftV  Pa^on,  and  Sinners  SalvaiMit 
I  "pv  E  E  P  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record 

*^  The  deeper  Sorrows  of  our  Lord  j 

Behold  the  rifing  Billows  roll 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  Soul, 
a  In  long  Complaints  he  fpends  his  Breath, 

While  Holts  of  Hell,  and  Powers  cf  Death, 

And  all  the  Sons  of  Malice  join 

To  execute  their  curft  Defign. 
3  Yet,  gracious  GOD,  thy  Pow'r  and  Love 

Has  made  the  Curfe  a  Blefling  prove  j 

Thofe  dreadful  SufF'ringsof  thy  Son 

Auon'd  for  Sins  which  we  had  done, 
4.  The  Pangs  of  oui  expiring  Lord, 

The  Honours  of  thy  Law  reitor'd: 

His  Sorrows  made  thy  Juftice  known. 

And  paid  for  Follies  not  his  own. 
5  O  for  his  Sake  our  Guilt  forgive, 

And  let  the  mourning  Sinner  live  ! 

The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  Name, 

Nor  (hall  our  Hope  be  turn'd  to  Shame/ 

P  S  A  L  M  69.  t:;.  7,  fefr.  Second  Pari.  Long  Metre. 

ChriftV  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 
J  'np W A S  for  my  Sake,  eternal  GOD, 
■*'      Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  Load 

Of  bafe  Reproach  and  fore  Difgrace, 

And  Shame  defil'd  his  facred  Face, 
a  The  Jenvs,  his  B  eth:en  and  his  Kin, 

AbusM  the  Man  that  checked  their  Sin  s 

While  he  fulfill'd  thy  holy  Laws, 

They  hate  him,  but  without  a  Caufe, 
3  [My  Fatber'^s  Houfe^  faid  he,  ivas  fnae^^, 

A  Place  for  V/orJhip^  not  for  Trade  r 

Then  fcatt'ring  all  their  Gold  and  Brafs, 

Ke  fg^urg'd  the  Merchants  from  the  Pl^ce.] 

F5  4  L2€^ 


.g.*^  f  S  A  L  M    LXXI. 

4  [^eaLfor  the  Temple  of  his  ,GOD, 

Ccnriim'd  his  Lite,  exposed 'his  Blood  i 

Reproaches  at  thy  Glory  thrown 

He  telt,  and  mourn'd  Vm  as  his  own.] 

5  [His  Ffitnds  forlbok,  his  Foilo^crs  fled, 
While  Foes  and  Arms  fuiround  his  Head  j 
They  curfe  hira  with  a  (land'rous  Tongue, 
And  the  faire  Judge  maintains  the  Wrong.j 

6  lih  Life  they  load  with  hateful  Lies, 
And  charge  'his  Lips  with  Blafpbem^es  j 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  Tree  j 
There  hung  the  Man  that  dy  d  for  me. 

y  [Wretches,  with  Hearts  as  hard  as  Stones, 
Infuit  his  Piety  and  Grcans  ; 
Gall  was  the  Food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mcck'd  his  Thiift  with  Vinegar] 

S  But  GOD  beheld;  and  from  his  Throne 
Marks, cut  the  Men  that  hate  his  Sen  ; 
The  Hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Shall  pour  the  Vengeance  on  their  Head. 

PSALM    71.  a;.   5—9.     FhJ}  Part. 

The  aged  Saints  R>flei?io7i  and  H(ipe* 

'  W  ^  GOD,  my  everlafting  Hope, 
^^     I  live  upon  thy  Truth  j 
Thine  Hasd^  have  held  my  Childhood  up^. 
And  ftrengthep'd  all  my  Youth. 
3  My  Flefli  was  faihion'd  by  thy  Pow'r, 
With  all  thefe  Limbs  of  mine  j 
And  from  my  Mother's  painful  Hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  Life  new  Wonders  feen 

Rtp-ated  ev'ry  Year  j 
BehoU  my  Days  that  yet  remain, 
1  trull  them  to  thy  Care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  Strength  declines, 

When  hoary  Hairs  arif*  i 


PSALM    LXXI.  t25 

And  round  me  let  thy  Glory  fliine. 
Whene'er  thy  Servant  dies. 
I  Then  in  the  Hift  ry  of  my  Age, 
When  Men  review  my  Days, 
They'il  read  thy  Love  in  evVy  Page, 
In  ev'ry  Line  thy  Praife. 

P  S  A  L  M  71.  V.  15,  i4>  i6>  *3»  2*>  H'  2^-  Part, 

Chrift  cur  Strength  and  Right eouffiefs, 

1   \J[  Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
A^A     When  I  begin  thy  Praife, 
Whe<e  will  the  growing  Numbers  end. 
The  Numbers  of  thy  Grace  ? 
»  Thou  art  my  everlaftmg  Trull, 
Thy  Goodnefs  I  adore  ! 
And  fince  I  knev^'  thy  <  Traces  firll 
I  Ipeak  thy  Glories  more. 

3  My  Feet  (hall  travel  all  the  Length, 

Of  the  eel  ftjal  Road, 
And  march  with  f:ourage  in  thy  Strength, 
To  (ee  my  Father  G  O  D. 

4  When  I  am  fiii'd  with  fore  Diftrefs 

For  fome  furpriling  Sira, 
I'll  plead  thv  perfeft  Righteoufnefs, 
And,  mention  none  but  Thine, 

5  How  will  my  Lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  Vi)6f''irsof  mv  King! 
Mv  Soul,  redeem'd  frovv  Sin  and  Hel}^" 
Shall  thy,  Salvation  fing. 

6  [My  Tongue  fiiall  all  the  Day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  a;^d  my  G  O  D  j 
His  Death  has  brought  my  Foes  to  Shata&j. 
And  drown'u  'em  in  his  Blood. 
^  Awake,  awak^,  my  tuneful  Pov/Ys  j 
With  this  delightful  Song 
I'll  entertain.the  darkeft  Hours, 
^or  thJink  tlie  Seafon  long-l. 

:    '  16  FSALiiV^, 


<^ 


*jt6  PSALM    LXXI. 

P  S  A  L  M  71.    'V.  i7...ai.    ThirHPart, 

7be  aged  Chrifiiaris  Prajer  and  Song  5  or,  Old  Agd 
Death,  and  the  Refurre£iion» 

t  r>  OV  of  my  Childhood,  and  my  Youth, 
^^     The  Guide  of  all  my  Days, 
I  have  declared  thy  heavnly  Truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  Ways. 
3  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  Hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  Heart  ? 
Who  (hall  fuftain  ray  fiaking  Years, 
If  G  O  D  my  Strength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  Pow'r  and  Truth  proclaim 

To  the  furviving  Age, 
And  leave  a  Savour  of  thy  Name, 
When  I  fhall  quit  the  Stage. 

4  The  Lands  of  Silence  and  of  Death 

Attend  my  next  Remove; 
O  may  theCe  poor  Remains  of  Breath 
Teach  the  wide  World  thy  Level 
PAUSE. 

5  Thy  Righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearehable  thy  Deeds  j 
Thy  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
An  !  all  my  Praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  Threat'nings  roar^ 

And  oft  endur'd  the  Grief; 
But  when  thy  Hand  has  preft  me  forej 
Thy  Grace  was  my  Relief. 

7  By  long  Experience  have  I  known 

Tfey  fovVcign  PowV  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  Command  I  venture  down 
.  Securely  to  the  Grave, 
g  When  I  lie  buiy'd  deep  in  Duft, 
My  Flefh  fhalJ  be  thy  Care  ; 
Thefe  withej  ing  Limbs  with  Thee  I  truft. 
To  raJle  'sm  ftrong  ^nd  fair. 

PS  ALJW 


PS  AL  M    LXXII.  i«y 

PSALM    72.    Firfi  Part, 
The  Kingdom  of  Chrift. 

s  /^REAT  GOD,  whofe  univerfal  Sway 
^^  The  known  and  unknown  Worlds  obey* 
Now  give  the  Kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  Pow'r,  exalt  his  Throne. 

3  Thy  Sceptre  well  becomes  his  Hands, 
All  Heav'n  fubmits  to  his  Coramands  j 
His  Juftice  (hall  avenge  the  Poor, 
And  Pride  and  Rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  PowV  he  vindicates  the  Juft, 
And  treads  th'  Oppreffor  in  the  Duftj 
His  Worfhip  and  his  Fear  (hall  laft 
Till  Hours,  and  Years,  and  Time  be  paft. 

4.  As  Rain  on  Meadows  newly  m®wn. 
So  (hall  he  fend  his  Inflaenee  down  : 
His  Grace  on  fainting  Souls  diftils. 
Like  heav'nly  Dew  on  thirfty  Hills. 

5  The  Heathen  Lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  Shades  of  overfpreading  Death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dav/ning  Light, 
And  Defarts  bloffom  at  the  Sight. 

6  The  Saints  (hall  flourifh  in  his  Days, 
Dreft  in  the  Robes  of  Joy  and  Praife  j 
Peace,  like  a  River,  from  his  Throne 
Shall  flow  to  Nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM   72.    Second  Part, 
ChriftV  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 
X  "lESUS  (hall  reign  where-e'er  the  Sun 
J     Does  his  fucceflTive  Journies  run  J 
His  Kingdom  ft  retch  from  Shore  to  Shore^ 
Till  Moons  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more, 
a  [Behold  the  Iflands,  with  their  Kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  Tribute  brings ; 
From  North  to  South  the  Princes  meet. 
To  pay  their  Hojiiage  at  his  Y%n, 

3  Tbert 


^a.g  PS  A  L  M  ^LXXIir. 

3  There  P.£f^ a,  giorious  to^behold, 
There'lndia  fhines  in  Eallern  Gold  ; 
And  barb'rbus  Nations  at  his  Word 
Submit,  and  l>ow,  and  o\A'n  their  Lord.] 

4  For  him  (hall  tndiefs  PrayV  be  made, 
And  Praifes  throng  to  crown  his  Head  j 
His  Name  like  fwee    Perfunne  fhall  rife 
With  ev'ry  Morning  Sacri-iice. 

5  People  and  Realms  ofevVy  Tongue 
Dwell  on  his  Love  with  iweeteft  Song; 
And  Infant- Voices  fliaJl  proclaim 
Their  early  Bleflings  on  his  Name. 

^  Bleflings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  Pns'ner  leaps  to  loofe  his  Chains  j- 
The  Weary  find  eternal  Reft, 
And  ail  the  Sons  of  Want  are  bleft, 

7  [Wliere  he  difplays  his  healina  PowY, 
Death  and  the  Curfe  are  known  no  more  j 
In  him  the  Tribes  of  /idam  boaft 

Mnre  Bleffings  than  their  P'ather  loft. 

8  Let  ev'ry  Creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  Honou;  s  to  our  King  : 
Angtis  descend  with  Songs  again, 
And  tarth  repeat  his  loud  Amen.^ 

PSALM  73.    Fir^fi  Pari.    Common  Metre. 
Affii^ed  Sainls  happy,  and profperous  Sinners  curfe JL 

2  KT  O  W  Pm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind 
•'•^    To  Men  of  Heait  (vcerc^ 

Yet  once  my  foolllh  Thoughts  repin'd. 

And  bcrder'd  on  Defpair. 
a  I^riev'd  to  fee  the  Wick-^d  thrive,. 

And  I  poke  witb  angry  Bieath, 
*'  H  wpleafant    nd  p:o  ane  th-y  live  ^ 

**  How  peace) ui  is  their  Death  j 

3  "  With  well-fed  Flefti  and  haughty  Eyes 

<'  They  Uy  thtii'  Fears  to  iice^  j 

*J  Asa*«ft 


P  rS  A  L  M    LXXIII.  41^ 

*«  Againft  the  Heav'ias  their  Slandejrs  rife^ 
<'  While  Saints  in  Silence  weep^ 

4  <*  In  vain  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

*«  And  cleanfe  iny  Heart  in  vain, 
**  For  I  am  chailen^d  all  the  Day, 
**  The  Night  renews  my  Pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  Tongue  indulgM  Coniphintf^ 

I  felt  my  Heart  reprove  j 
**  Sure  I  (hall  thus  offend  thy  Saints, 
"  And  grieve  the  Men  I  Love," 

6  But  ftill  I  found  my  Doubts  too  hard, 

The  Ccnflidt  too  fevere. 
Till  I  retird  to  fearch  thy  Word, 
And  learn  thy  Secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  feme  prophetic  Glafs, 

I  faw  the  Sinner's  Feet 
High  mounted  on  a  flippVy  Place 
Befide  a  fi'ry  Pit. 

8  I  heard  the  Wretch  profanely  boaft, 

'Till  at  thy  Frown  he  fell ; 
His  Honours  in  a  Dream  were  lofl". 

And  he  awakes  in  Hell. 
5  Lord,  what  an  envious  Fool  I  was  I 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  Beafl ! 
Thus  to  fufpedt  thy  promisd  Gracej 

And  think  the  Wicked  bleft. 
20  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  Defpair, 

Upheld  by  Pow'r  unknown  : 
That  hleffed  Hand  that  broke  the  Snare^ 

Shall  guide  me  to  thy  Throne, 

PSALM  ji.'v.t^—'i^.xci Part. Com.  Metr?> 

GOD  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter^ 

3  O  OD,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope^, 
^-^  My  Help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  Arm  of  Mercy  held  me  up^ 
Wheja  fiakisg  ia  Dtfpairi 

%  7hy 


ija  PSALM    LXXirr. 

%  Thy  Counfels,  Lord,  (hall  guide  my  Feet 
Through  this  dark  Wildernefs  j 
Thine  Hand  conduft  me  near  thy  Seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  Face. 
3  Were  I  in  Heaven  without  my  G  OD, 
'Twould  he  1X9  Joy  to  me; 
And  whilft  this  Earth  is  my  Abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 
4.  What  if  the  Springs  of  Life  were  broke, 
And  Flefh  and  Heart  fhould  faint, 
G  O  D  is  my  Soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

5  Behold,  the  Sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  Prefence  die  j 

Not  all  the  Idol  Gods  they  love, 

Can  fave  'em  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  Thee,  my  G  0  D, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  ; 
My  Tongue  Hiall  foun'i  ihy  Works  abroad. 
And  tell  the  World  my  Joy. 

P  S  A  L  M  73.  v.  as,  3,  6, 17—10.  Long  Metre, 
The  Profperity  of  Sinner  J  curfed. 

1  T   O  R  D,  what  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  was  I, 
*-*  To  mourn  and  murmur,  and  repine 
To  fee  the  Wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  Pride  and  Robes  of  Honour  fhine ! 

a  But,  O  their  End,  their  dreadful  End  I 
Thy  Sanftuary  taught  me  foj 
On  flippVy  Rocks  1  fee  them  ftand. 
And  fiVy  Billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  'em  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
ril  never  envy  them  again  j 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  Eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  Pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  Joys,  how  faft  they  flee  I 

Jvift  ^e  a  Viti^m  when  Mea  awakes  s 

Their 


PSALM   LXXin.  r|i 

Their  Songs  of  fofteft  Harmony 
Are  but  a  Preface  to  thir  Plagues, 
5  Now  I  efteem  their  Mirth  and  Wine 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  Blood  : 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  Life,  nay  Portion,  and  my  G  OD. 

P  S  A  L  M    73.    Short  Metre. 
The  Myfiery  of  Pro'vtdence  unfolded,, 

3  q  U R E  there  is  a  righteous  GOD, 
■^    Nor  is  Religion  vain  J 

Though  Men  of  Vice  may  boaft  aloud, 
And  Men  of  Grace  complain. 
%  I  faw  the  Wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  Heart  repine, 
While  haughty  Fools,  with  fcornful  Eyes, 
In  Robes  of  Honour  ftiine. 
I  [Pamper'd  with  wantori  Eafe, 
Their  Flefti  looks  fall  and  fair  5 
Their  Wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  Seas, 
And  grows  without  their  Care. 

4  Free  from  the  Plagues  and  Pains 

That  pious  Souls  endure, 
Through  all  their  Life  Oppreffion  reigns^ 
And  racks  the  humble  Poor. 

5  Their  impious  Tongues  blafpheme 

The  everlailing  GOD; 
Their  Malice  blafts  the  good  Man's  Name^ 
And  fpreads  their  Lies  abroad. 

6  But  I,  with  flowing  Tears, 

Indulged  my  Doubts  to  rife  ; 
««  Is  there  a  G  O  D  that  fees  or  hears 
*'  The  Things  below  the  Skies  ?"] 

7  The  Tumults  of  my  Thought 

Held  me  in  hard  Sufpenfe, 
Till  to  thy  Houfe  my  Feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  Juftice  thence, 

8  Thy 


ir^  PSAtM    LXXI^. 

t  Thy  Word  with  Light  and  PowY 
Did  my  Miftakes  amend  j 
I  view'd  the  Sinner's  Life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  End. 
5  On  what  a  flippVy  Steep 

The  thoughtlefs  Wretches  got 
And  O  that  dreadful  fi'ry  Deep 
That  waits  their  Fall  below  ! 
30  Lord,  at  thy  Feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 

I  call  my  G  O  D  my  Portion  now, 

And  all  my  Pow'rs  are  thine. 

P  S  A  L  M    74. 

The  Church  pleading  uuitb  GOD  under  fori  Ter^ 

fecutions. 
1  117  ILL  GOD  for  ever  caftus  off? 
^^      His  Wrath  for  ever  fmoak 
Againft  the  People  of  hie  'Lavt, 
His  little  chofen  Flock  ? 
a  Thiijk  of  the  Tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
Wih  their  Redeemer's  Blood  j 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  Glory  flood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  Feet,  and  march  in  Haftc, 

Aloud  our  Ruin  calls  j 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  Waftc 
Is  made  within  tt'.y  Walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  Churches  pray'd  and  fang. 

Thy  Foeg  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  Gates  their  Enfigns  hang. 
Sad  Tokens  of  their  Pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  Seats  of  Worfhip  broke  > 

They  tear  the  Buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  Stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  Renown. 

6  With  Fltmes  tlaey  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  Chiidrea in  their  Neftj 

Corns 


PS^&LM   IXXIV.  Ilf 

Ctme-Ut  us  hurnatjotce,  they  ay, 

'The  Temple  and  the  Prieji, 
y  And  ftill  to  heighten  our  Diftrcfs, 

Thy  Prefencvi  is  withdrawn  j 
Thy  wonted  Signs  of  PowV  and  Grace, 

Thy  Pow*i  an«i  Grace  are  gone, 
•  No  Prbphet  fpcaks  to  calm  our  Woes, 

But  all  the  Seers  mourn  j 
There's  oot  a  ^oul  amongft  us  know* 

The  Tims  of  thy  Return, 

PAUSE. 
9  How  long,  eternal  GOD,  how  long, 

bhall  iitn  of  Pride  bUlpheme? 
,  Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  Song, 
I         And  bear  immortal  Shame  ? 
1 10  Canft  thoH  for  ever  fit  and  hear 
Thine  holy  Name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  Jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-hold  thine  Hand  ? 
II  What  ftrange  Deliv'rance  haft  thou  fliown 
In  Ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  G  O  D  we  own, 
No  other  GOD  adore. 
IS  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  Sea, 
By  thy  reiiftlefs  Might, 
To  make  thy  Tribes  a  wond'rous  Way, 
And  then  Cecure  their  Flight. 
13  Is  not  the  World  of  Nature  thine, 
The  Darknefs  and  the  Day  ? 
Didft  not  thou  bid  the  Morning  ftiine, 
And  mark  the  Sun  his  Way  ? 
14.  Hath  not  thy  Pow'r  form'd  cv'ry  Coaft, 
And  fet  the  Earth  its  Bounds  ? 
With  Summer's  Heat  and  Winter's  Froft, 
In  their  perpetual  Rounds  ? 
IS  And  (hall  the  Sons  of  Earth  and  Duft 
That  facied  Pow'r  bl.^ph«me  j 

^  Will 


JJ4  PSALM    LXXV, 

Will  not  thy  Hand  that  form'd  'cm  firft. 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  Name  ? 

1 6  Think  oa  the  Cov'nant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  Words  of  Love  j 

Nor  let  the  Birds  of  Prey  invade. 

And  vex  thy  mourning  Dove. 

17  Our  Foes  would  triumph  in  our  Blood, 

And  make  our  Hope  their  Jeft  j 
Plead  thine  ovi^n  Caufe,  Almighty  GOD, 
And  give  thy  Children  Reft. 

P  S  A  L  M  75. 

Poiuer  andG(n)ernment  from  GOD  aknt» 
Applied  to  the  glorious  Revolution    by  King 

William,  or  the  happy  Acceffion  of  King 

George  to  the  Throne. 
I  'T*  O  Thee,  moft  Holy,  and  moft  High, 
■*■    To  Thee,  we  bring  our  thankful  Praife  s 

Thy  Works  declare  thy  Name  is  nigh,      , 

Thy  Works  of  Wonder  and  of  Grace. 
%  Britain  was  doom'd  to  be  a  Slave, 

Her  Frame  difiblv'd ;  her  Fears  were  great  j 

When  G  O  D  a  new  Supporter  gave, 

To  bear  the  Pillars  of  the  State. 

3  He  from  tby  Hand  receivd  his  Crown, 
And  fwore  to  rule  by  wholefome  Laws ; 
His  Foot  fhall  tread  th'  Oppreflbr  down, 
His  Arm  defend  the  righteous  Caufe. 

4  Let  haughty  Sinners  fink  their  Pride, 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  Head  ; 
But  lay  their  foolifti  Thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  King  that  G  O  D  hath  made, 

5  Such  Honours  never  come  by  Chance, 
Nor  do  the  Winds  Promotion  blow  j 
'Tis  GOD  the  Jutige  doth  one  advance, 
*Tis  G  OD  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  Pretence  to  Koyal  Birth, 
Shall  fix.  a  Tyrant  on  the  Throne : 

GOD; 


PSALM    LXXVI.  ijj 

GOD,  the  great  Sov'reign  of  the  Earth, 
"Will  rife,  and  make  his  Juftice  known, 

7  [His  Hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  Cup 
Of  Vengeance,  mix'd  with  various  Plagues^ 
To  make  the  Wicked  drink  'em  up. 
Wring  out,  and  tafte  the  bitter  Dregs, 

S  Now  fhall  the  Lord  exalt  the  Juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  Proud, 
And  lays  their  Glory  in  the  Duft, 
My  Lips  fliall  fmg  his  Fraife  aloud.] 

P  S  A  L  M    76. 
ICratl  faved,   and   the  AfTyrians    dejiroyed  \   or, 
G  O  D''s  Vengeance  againji  his  Enemies  proceeds 
from  his  Church. 

I  T  N  Judahi  G  O  D  of  old  was  known  j 
■■•    His  Name  in  //rW great } 
In  Salem  flood  his  holy  Throne, 
And  Sion  was  his  Seat, 
jt  Among  the  Praifes  of  his  Saints, 
His  Dwelling  there  he  chofe  ; 
There  he  received  their  juft  Complaints, 
Againft  their  haughty  Foes. 
3  From  Sion  went  his  dreadful  Word, 
And  broke  the  threatening  Spear, 
The  Bow,  the  Arrow,  and  the  Sword, 
And  crufh'd  th'  Ajfyrian  War. 
4.  What  are  the  Earth's  wide  Kingdoms  elfe 
But  mighty  Hills  of  Prey  j 
The  Hill  on  which  Jeho'vah  dwells. 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Stan's  King  that  ftopp'd  the  Breath 

Of  Captains  and  their  Bands  ; 
The  Men  of  Might  flept  faft  in  Death, 
And  never  found  their  Hands. 

6  At  thy  Rebuke,  O  Jacob's  GOD, 

Both  Horfe  and  Chariot  fell ; 

Who 


«3#  PSALM   XXXVII» 

Who  knows  the  Terrors  ofi  thy  Rod  r 

Thy  Vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 
y  WhatPowV  can  ftand  before  thy  Sight 

When  once  thy  Wrath  appears? 
When  Heav'n  fhines  round  with  dreadful  Light, 

The  Earth  lies  ftili  and  fears. 

8  When  GOD,  in  his  own  fov'rcign  Ways, 

Conjesdown  to  fave  th'  Opprelt, 
The  Wrath  of  Man  (hall  work  hisPraife, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft, 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  Tribute  bring, 

Ye  Princes,  fear  his  Frown: 
His  Terror  (hakes  the  proudeft  King, 
And  cuts  an  Army  down. 

10  The  Thunder  of  his  (harp  Rebuke 

Our  haughty  Foes  (hall  feel ; 
For  Jncob^G  O  D  hath  not  forfobk, 
But  dwells  in  Sion  ftill.] 

PSALM    77.    Firft  Part, 

Melancholy  ajfauliing^  and  Hope  prevallingx 

I  np  O  G  O  D  I  cry'd  with  mournful  Voice, 
■*■      1  fought  his  gracious  Ear, 
In  the  fad  Day,  when  Troubles  rofe, 
And  fiird  the  Night  with  Fear, 
a  Sad  were  my  Days,  and  dark  my  Nights, 
My  Soul  refus'd  Relief  j 
I  thought  on  G  O  D,  the  Juft  and  Wife, 
But  Thoughts  increased  my  Grief. 
3  Still  I  compiain'd,  and  ftill  oppreft, 
My  Heart  began  to  break  \ 
My  G  O  D,  thy  Wrath  forbad  my  Reft, 
And  kept  my  Eyes  awake. 
4.  My  overwhelming  Sorrows  grew. 
Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more  j 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
And  caird  thy  Judgments  oer,. 

5  I 


P  S  AXM    LXXVILi  tt^ 

5  I  caird  back  Years  and  ancient  Times, 

When  I  beheld  thy  Face  : 
My  Spirit  fearch*d  for  fecret  Crimes 
That  might  with-hold  thy  Grace, 

6  I  caird  thy  Mercies  to  my  Mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before  i 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  } 
His  Faee  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will.he  for  ever  caft  me  off? 

His  Promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  Love  ? 
Shall  Auger  ftill  prevail  ? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  Thought, 

This  darkdefpairing  Frame, 
Rememh'ring  what  thy  Hand  hath  wrought  j 
Thy  Hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

9  ril  think  again  of  all  thy  Ways, 

And  talk  thy  Wonders  o'er  ; 
Thy  Wonders  of  recovering  Grace, 
When  Flefh  could  help  no  more. 
JO  Grace  dwells  with  Juftice  on  the  Throne  j 
And  Men  that  love  thy  Word, 
Have  in  thy  San6tuary  known 
The  Counfels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM    77.    Second  Part. 
Comfort  deri'ved  from  ancient  Providence  ;    or, 
Ifrael   delivered  from  Egypt,    and  brought  t9 
Canaan. 
X  **  TT O  W  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  Rod  > 
^^     '♦  (May  thy  OA'n  Children  fay) 
«  The  Great,  the  Wife,  the  dreadful  GODl 
*'  How  holy  is  his  Way  !" 
a  I'll  meditate  his  Works  of  old  j 
The  King  that  reigns  above, 
ril  hear  his  ancient  Wonders  told. 
And  learn  to  truft  his  Love. 
3  Long  did  the  Houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 
With  B^pC%  Yoke  oppreft  | 

Long 


tl»  PSALM    LXXVIII. 

Long  he  delayM  to  hear  their  Cry, 

Nor  gave  his  People  Reft. 
4.  The  Sons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 

Abandoned  to  their  Foes  j 
But  his  Almighty  Arm  redeem*d 

The  Nation  tkat  he  chofe. 

5  Ifr^eli  his  People,  and  his  Sheep, 

Muft  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bid  them  venture  through  the  Deep, 
And  made  the  Waves  their  Walls. 

6  The  Waters  faw  Thee,  mighty  GOD, 

The  Waters  faw  Thee  come  j 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftood. 
To  make  thine  Armies  Room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  Journey  through  the  Sea, 

Thy  Footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  : 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'rous  Way, 
That  brings  thy  Mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  Voice  with  Terror  in  the  Sound 

Through  Clouds  and  Darknefs  broke  5 
All  Heav'n  in  Lightning  (hone  around, 
And  Earth  with  Thunder  (hook. 

9  Thine  Arrows  through  the  Skies  were  hurl'd} 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprize  and  Trembling  feiz'd  the  World, 
And  his  own  Saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  Water  from  the  Rock  j 

And  fafe  by  Mcfei^  Hand, 
Through  a  dry  Defart  led  his  Flock 
Home  to  the  promised  Land.] 

PSALM    78.    Virfi  Fart, 
Providences  of  God  recorded ;  or,  pious  Education 

and  InJiruSiion  of  Children. 

1  T   E  T  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds 

■*-'    Which  GOD  performed  of  old  j 

Which  in  our  younger  Years  we  faw. 

And  which  our  Father's  told. 

a  He 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVIIL  139 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  Glories  known  5 

His  Works  of  Pow'r  and  Grace  j 
And  we'll  convey  bis  Wonders  down 
Through  ev'ry  rifing  Race. 

3  Our  Lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  Sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs. 
That  Generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  Heirs. 

4  Thus  they  ihali  learn,  in  GOD  alone 

Their  Hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  Works, 
But  pradlife  his  Commands. 

PSALM    78,    Second  Part. 

IfraelV  Rebellion  and  Pumfhment ;  or,  TZv  Sim  and 

Chajiifements  of  GOD's  People, 

I  f^  WHAT  a  ftifF  rebellious  Houfe 
\JF     Was  Jacob's  ancient  Race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  moft  folemn  Vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  Grace, 
a  They  broke  the  Cov'nant  of  his  Love, 
And  did  his  Laws  defpife. 
Forgot  the  Works  he  wrought,  to  prove 
His  Pow'r,  before  their  Eyes. 

3  They  faw  the  Plagues  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  revenging  Hand  j 
What  dreadful  Tokens  of  his  Might 
Spread  o'er  theftubborn  Land. 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  Sea, 

And  march'd  in  Safety  through. 
With  wat'ry  Walls  to  guard  their  Way, 
'Till  they  had  Tcap'd  the  Foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  Pillar  mark'd  the  Road, 

Compos'd  of  Shade  and  Light ; 
By  Day  it  proved  a  flielt'ring  Cloud, 
A  leading  Fire  by  Night. 

G  6  He 


X40  PSALM    LXXVIII. 

6  He  from  fh«  Rock  their  Thirft  fupply'd, 

The  guftiittg  Waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  Rivers  by  their  Side, 
A  conftant  Miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  moft  High, 

And  dafd  diftruft  his  Hand  : 
"  Can  be  nvith  Br  fad  our  HoJI  fupply 
*<  Amidft  this  defart  Land  /"' 

8  The  Lord  with  Indignation  heard. 

And  caus'd  his  Wrath  to  flame  j 
His  Terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  Name. 

PSALM    78.    rhird  Part, 
The  Funijbment  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  j  or, 
Cbafllfement  and  Salnjation. 
1 WY  HEN  Ifr^el  fins,  the  Lord  reproves, 
VV     And  fills  their  Hearts  with  Dread } 
Yet  he  forgives  the  Men  he  loves. 
And  fends  them  heav'nly  Bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  Hand, 

And  made  his  Treafures  known  5 
He  gave  the  Midnight  Clouds  Command 
To  pour  Provifion  down. 

3  The  Manna,  like  a  Morning  ShowV, 

Lay  thick  around  their  Feet  j 
TheCo.-n  of  Heav'n,  fo  ligtit,  fo  pure. 
As  though  'twere  Angels  Meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm'ring  Language faid, 

"  Manna  is  all  oar  Feaft  \ 
*'  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  Bread  j 
"  We  muft  have  Flelh  to  talle." 

5  Ye  Jhallha've  Flejb  topleafeyour  Luji^ 

The  Lord  in  Wrath  reply \1, 
And  fent  'em  Qn^ails,  like  hand  or  Dufi, 
Heap'd  up  from  Side  to  Side. 

6  He  gave  'em  all  their  own  Defire  j 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 

H; 


PSALM    LXXVin.  J4I 

His  Vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  Firej 
And-knote  the  Rebels  dead. 

7  When  fome-were  fiain,  the  reft  returned. 

And  fought  tlieXord  with  Tears  j 
Under  the  Rod  theyf^ar'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  ^'ears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  ftill  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  Hand, 
The  Nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave 
Poflefs'd  the  promis'd  Land. 

PSALM  78.  1/.  32.  &c.    Fourth  Part. 

Backjlidittg  and  Forginjenefs ;  or.  Sin  punijbed^  and 
Saints  fa'ved, 

I  f^  RE  AT  GOD,  howoft  did  i/rV/ prove 
KjJ  By  Turns  thine  Anger  and  thy  Love  ? 
There  in  a  Giafs  our  Hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

a  How  foon  the  faithlefs  y^ov/ forgot 
The  dreadful  Wonders  GOD  had  wrought! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  Face, 
Nor  fear  his  PowV,  nor  truft  his  Grace. 

3  The  Lord  confuni'd  their  Years  in  Pain, 
And  made  their  Travels  long  and  vain  ? 
A  tedious  March  through  unknown  Ways, 
Wore  out  their  Strength,  and  fpent  their  Days, 

4.  Oft  when  they  faw  their  Brethren  fiain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  : 
Caird  him  the  Rock  of  their  Abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  GOD. 

5  Their  Pray'rs  and  Vows  before  him  rife. 
As  fiatt'ring  Words,  or  folemn  Lyes, 
While  their  rebellious  Tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  Cov'nant  and  his  Love. 

6  Vet  did  his  fov'reign  Grace  forgive 
The  Men  who  not  deferv'd  to  live  ; 

G  a  Kis 


i4i  PSALM    LXXX. 

His  Anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 
Or  elfe  with  gentle  Flame  it  burn'd. 
7  He  faw  their  Flefli  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  Temptations  ftill  prevail : 
The  GOD  of  Abra'tn  lov'di  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  Hill. 

PSALM    80. 

The  Church's  Prayer  under  AffliSiion\  or,  The  Fine- 
yard  of  GOD  nvajied. 

1   f^  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 
VJf  Who  didft  between  the  Cherubs  dwell. 
And  lead  the  Tribes,  thy  chofen  Sheep, 
Safe  through  the  Defart  and  the  Deep. 

a  Thy  Church  is  in  the  Defart  now. 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Lovereftore, 
We  fliallbe  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

J  Great  GOD,  whom  heav'nly  Hofts  obey, 
How  long  fliall  we  lament  and  pray  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  Return  ? 
How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  Anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  Wine  and  chearful  Breati,, 
Thy  Saints  with  their  own  Tears  are  fed  : 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore. 
We  (hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 
PAUSE    I. 
c  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  Hands 
A  lovely  Vine  in  Heathen  Lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  Power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  Dews  enrich  the  Ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  Branches  flioot, 
And  blefs  the  Nations  with  their  Fruit  ? 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  Vine,  that  lovely. Tree. 

7  Why  is  its  Beauty  tlms  defac'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  Fences  wafte  ? 

Strangers 


PSALM    LXXXI.  143 

Strangers  and  Foes  againft  her  join. 
And  ev'ry  Beaft  devours  the  Vine. 

8  Return,  Almighty  GOD,  return  5 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  Vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  (hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

P  A  U  S  E    II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  Vine  in  Canaan  grew. 
Thou  wjft  its  Strength  and  Glory  too  1 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  Foes, 

'Till  the  fair  Branch  of  Promife  ro^e. 
j<i  Fair  Branch  orda'n'd  of  old  to  (hoot 
From  DanjtcTs  Stock,  from  Jacob's  Root  j 
Himfelf  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 
The  lelTer  Brsnches  of  the  Tree. 

1 1  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  (hall  ftand 
Girt  with  thy  Strength  at  thy  Right-Hand, 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  Pow'r  and  Grace  above  the  reft. 

12  O!   for  his  Sake,  attend  our  Cry, 
Shine  on  thy  Churches,  left  they  diej 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  lav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

PSALM    81.    «y.  I.  8-. 16. 

The  Warnings  of  GOD  to  his  People  ;  or,  Spinturd 

Blejjings  and  Punijhmemts, 
I    Q I NG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
O  And  make  a  joyful  Noife.; 
G  O  D  is  our  Strength,  our  Saviour  G  O  D  3 
Let  7/rV/  hear  his  Voice. 
z  ''  From  vile  Idolatry 

"  Preferve  my  Worfhip  clean  ; 
*'  I  am  the  Lord,  who  fet  thee  freq 
*'  From  Slavery  and  Sin. 
3  <*  Stretch  thy  Defires  abroad, 
''  And  ril  fiipply  them  well : 

G  3  **  "?u* 


J44.  PSALM    LXXXU. 

"  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  GOD, 
"  If  Ifr'el  will  rebel  j 

4  *'  ril  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 

*'  To  their  own  Lufts  a  Prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  Road  j 
*'  'Tis  their  own  chofen  Way. 

5  **  Yet,  O  !  that  all  my  Saints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  Voice  ! 
'^  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  Complaints, 
*'  And  bid  their  Hearts  rejoice. 
I  "  While  I  deftroy  their  Foes, 
"*'  Id  richly  feed  my  Flock, 
*•  And  they  fliall  tafte  the  Stream  that  flows 
**  From  their  eternal  Rock." 

PSALM    82. 

C  0  D  the  Suprtme  Go'vernor  j     or,    Magifirates 
Kvarned, 

J      A   MONG  th' AlTemblies  of  theGreat, 
tyk    A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  Seat  j 
The  G  O  D  of  Heav'n  as  Judge  furveys 
Tliofe  Gods  on  Earth,  and  all  their  Ways. 

a  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  Laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th'  unrighteous  Caul'e  ! 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  Poor, 
That  Sinners  vex  the  Saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  \ 
Dark  are  the  Ways  in  which  they  go; 
Their  Name  of  earthly  Gods  is  vain, 
For  they  Ihall  fall  and  die  like  Men. 

4  Arife,  6  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Poffefs  his  univerfal  Throne, 
And  rule  the  Nations  with  his  Rod  j 
He  is  Gur  Judge,  awd  he  our  GOD. 


PSALM 


PSALM    LXXXIir.  145 

P  S  A  L  M    83. 

A  Complaint  agmnfi  Perfecutors^ 

AND  will  the  GOD  of  Grace 
.  Perpetual  Silence  keep  ; 
The  G  O  D  of  Juftice  hold  his  Peace, 
And  let  his  Vengeance  fleep  > 
I  Behold,  what  curfed  Snares 

The  Men  of  Mifchief  fpread  : 
The  Men  tjiat  hate  thy  Saints  and  Thee, 
Lift  up  their  threatening  Head. 
3  Agaihft  thy  hidden  Ones 

Their  Counfels  they  emplcjv 
And  Malice  with  her  watchful  Eye 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 
4.  The  Noble  and  the  Bafe 
Into  thy  Failures  leap  ; 
The  Lion  and  the  ftupid  Afs 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  Sheep. 

5  "  Come  let  us  join,  they  crj'^, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  Ground, 
"  Till  not  the  Name  of  Saints  remain, 
"  Nor  Mem'ry  fhall  be  found.** 

6  Awake,  Almighty  GOD, 

And  c^ll  thy  Wrath  to  Mind  j 
Give  them  like  Foreil^  to  the  Fire, 
Or  Stubble  to  the  Wind. 

7  Convince  their  Madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  Name  ^ 
Or  elfe  their  ftiibborn  Rage  confound,, 
That  they  may  die  ia  Shame. 

8  Then  (hall  the  Nations  know 

That  glorious  dreadful  Word, 

JEHOVAH  is  thy  Name  alone. 

And  thou  the  Sovereign  Lord. 


Qns..  ]?^S-ALM 


J  46  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

PSALM    S4.    Firji  Part.    Long  Metre. 
rhe  Pleafure  of  Publuk  Worjh'tp. 
s    TT  O  W  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
XJL   O  Lord  of  Hofts,  thy  Dwellings  are! 
With  long  Defii  e  my  Spirit  faints. 
To  meet  th'  AfTemblies  of  thy  Saints. 

2  My  Flelh  would  reft  in  thine  Abode, 
My  panting  Heart  cries  out  for  G  OD ; 
My  GOD!  my  King!  why  (hould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  Joys  and  Thee? 

3  The  Sparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  Young  provides  her  Neftj 
But  will  my  GOD  to  Sparrows  grant 
That  Pleafure  which  his  Children  w-ant  ? 

4.  Bleft  are  the  Saints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefty  \ 
The  brjghteft  Glories  fhine  above, 
And  all  their  Work  is  Pj  aife  and  Love. 

5  Blelt  are  the  Souls  that  find  a  PIacc 
Within  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace  j 
There  vhey  behold  thy  gentler  Rays, 
And  fcek  'thy  Face,  and  learn  thy  Praife. 

6  Blelt  are  the  xMen  whofe  Hearts  are  fet 
T<f>  find  the  Way  to  6'/o«'s  Gate  ; 

GOD  is  their  Strengtlu  and  thro'  the  Road 
They  lean  upon  their  f^per,  GOD. 

7  Cheartul  they  walk  with  growing  Strength, 
'Till  all  fnall  meet  in  Heav'n  at  length, 
'Till  all  before  thy  Face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  Worfhip  there. 

PSALM  84.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
GOD  and  his  Church  ;  or,  Grace  and  Glory. 
1   f^  REAT  GOD,  attend  while  5/>«  fings 
VJ     The  Joy  that  ft  om  thy  Prefence  (prings  j 
To  Tpend  >iie  Day  with  Thee  on  Earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  Days  of  Mirth. 

a  Might 


PSALM    LXXXtV.  -^/ 

%  Might  I  enjcv  the  meaweft  Place 
Within  thy  Hoiife,  O  GOD  of  Grace, 
Not  Tents  of  Eafe,  nor  Thrones  of  Pow'r 
Should  tempt  my  Feet  to  leave  thy  Doof. 

3   G  O  D  is  oar  Son,  he  makes  our  Day  5 
G  OD  is  cur  Shield,  he  guards  our  Way 
From  all  th' Affaults  of  Hell  and  Sin, 
From  Foes  without,  and  Foes  within. 

4.  AH  needful  Grace  will  GOD  bellow. 
And  crown  that  Grace  with  Glory  too; 
He  gives  us  all  Things,  and  with-hoids> 
No  real  Good  from  upright  Souls, 

5  O  GOD,  our  King,  whofe  fovYeign  Sway 
The  glorious  Hofts  of  Heaven  obey. 
And  Devils  at  thy  Prefence  flee  j 
Bleft  is  the  Man  that  truffcs  in  Thee. 

P  S  A.L  M   84.    nj.  I,  4,  2,  %y  10.    Paraphraled 
in  Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  Ordinanees  afWor/hip  ;  or,-  G  0  D  prefent 

in  his  Churches, 
1   ly  /T  Y  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place 
Wa     To  which  thy  GOD  reforts  ! 
'Tis  Heaven  to  fee  his  fmiling  Face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  Courts, 
s  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  Skies 
His  faving  Pow'r  difplays, 
And  Light  breaks  rn  upon  our  Eyes, 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  Rays. 

3  With  his  rich  Gifts  the  heav'nly  Don;e 

Defcends,  and  fills  the  Place, 
While  Chrift  reveals  his  wond'rous  Love, 
And  flieds  abroad  his  Grace. 

4  There,  mighty  GOD,  thy  Words  declare" 

TheSecretsof  thy  Will; 
And  ftill  we  feek  thy  Mercy  there. 
And  fmg  thy  Fraifes  ftill. 

G  5  P  A  0  S  E. 


J4S  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

PAUSE. 

5  My  Heart  and  Flefli  cry  out  for  Thee, 

While  far  from  thine  Abode  j 
When  (hall  I  tread  thy  Courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour,  and  my  GOD. 

6  The  Sparrow  builds  heifelf  a  Neft, 

And  fuffers  no  Remove  ; 
O  make  me,  like  the  Sparrows,  bleft. 
To  dwell  but  where  1  love. 

7  To  fit  cn-e  Day  beneath  thine  Eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  Voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  Eternity 
Employed  in  carnal  Joys, 

8  Lord,  at  thy  Threfhold  I  would  wait 

While  JESUS  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  Throne  of  State, 
Or  live  in  Tents  of  Sin. 

9  Could  i  command  the  fpacious  Land, 

And  the  more  boundlefs  Sea, 
For  one  bleft  Hour  at  thy  Right  Hand, 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

PSALM  84,    As  the  148th  Pfalm. 

Longing  for  the  Houfe  of  God. 

5  T     CRD  of  the  Worlds  above, 
B  J    How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  Dwellings  of  thy  Love, 
Thy  earthly  Temples  are ; 
To  thine  Abode 
My  Heart  afpires. 
With  warm  Defires 
To  fee  my  GOD. 
3  The  Sparrow  for  her  Young, 
With  Pleafure  feeks  a  Neft, 
And  wandYing  Swallows  Iqng 
To  find  their  wonted  R«ft  j 

My 


PSALM    LXXXXv,  ,^ 

My  Spirit  faints 

With  equal  Zeal 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  Saints. 
O  happy  Souls  that  pray. 
Where  GOD  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  eonftant  Service  there  ! 

They  praife  Thee  ftillj 

And  happy  they 

That  love  the  Way 

To  S ion's  HiH. 
4=-  They  go  from  Strength  to  Strength,^ 
Through  this  dark  Vale  of  Tears, 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  Heav'n  appears  ; 

G  glorious  Seat, 

When  GOD  our  King 

Sliall  thither  bring 

Our  v^rilling  Feet  t 

PAUSE. 

5  To  fpend  one  facred  Day, 
Where  GOD  and  Saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  Joy 

Than  thoufand  Days  befide. 
Where  GODreforts 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  Door 
Than  (hine  in  Courts. 

6  G  OD  is  our  Sun  and  Shield^ 
Our  Light  and  our  Defence  j 
With  Gifts  his  Hands  are  fill'd. 
We  draw  our  Bleffings  thence  j 

He  fhall  beftow 
On  Jacob's  Race 
Peculiar  Grace, 
And  Glory  too. 

G  6  7  T^ 


150  PSALM    LXXXV. 

7  The  Lord  his  People  loves ; 
His  Hand  no  Good  with-holds 
From  thofe  his  Heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  6ouls : 

Thrice  happy  he, 

O  GOD  of  Holts, 

Whofe  Spirit  trulls 

Alone  in  Thee. 

PSALM  85.    «K.  I— 8.    Fir/}  Part. 

U^atting  for  an  Anfwer  to  Prayer  ;  or,  Deli'virance 
begun  and  compleated. 

I    T    ORD,  thon  haft  caird  thy  Grace  to  Mind, 
JL_j  Thou  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  Doom  : 
So  GOD  forgave  when  i/rV/  finn'd, 
And  brought  his  wandVing  Captives  Home, 

•z  Thou  haft'  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fierceft  Wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  Hearts  be  tunVd  to  thee, 
And  thy  Salvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  Graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  Saints  in  Thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  Truth,  fulfil  thy  Word  j 
We  wait  for  Praife  to  tune  our  Voice. 

4  We  wait  Lo  hear  what  GOD  will  fay  ; 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  People  Peace, 
Biu  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 

Left  his  returning  Wrath  increafe. 

PSALM  85.    "f.  9,  &c.    Second  Part. 

Sal'vaiicn  by  Chrift. 
1  QALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 
3  The  Souls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  j 
And  Grace  defcending  from  on  high 
Frefti  Hopes  of  Glory  (hall  afford, 
s  Mercy  ap.d  Truth  on  Earth  are  met. 
Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  Heav'n, 

By 


PSALM    LXXXVII.  2J1 

By  his  Obedience  fo  complete, 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  Peace  is  giv'n. 

3  Now  Truth  and  Honour  fliall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  Earth  again. 

And  heav'nly  Influence  blefs  the  Ground, 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  Reign. 

4  His  Righteoufnefs  is  gone  before. 
To  give  us  free  Accefs  to  God  j 

Our  wand'ring  Feet  {hall  ftray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  Steps,  and  keep  the  Road. 

P  S  A  L  M    86.     'v.  g-.-ij. 

A  general  Song  of  Praife  to  GO  D. 
I      A    MONO  the  Princes,  earthly  Gods, 
f\  There's  none  hath  Pow'r  divine  j 
Nor  is  their  Nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  Works  like  thine. 
1  The  Nations  thou  haft:  made,  fliall  bring 
Their  OfF'rings  round  thy  Throne  :) 
For  thou  alone  doft  wond'rous  Things, 
For  thou  art  GOD  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  Feet  j 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  Ways, 
And  my  poor  fcatter'd  Thoughts  unite 
In  GOD  my  Father's  Praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  Mercy,  and  my  Tongue 

Shall  thofe  great  Wonders  tell. 

How  by  thy  Grace  my  finking  Soul 

Rofe  from  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 

P  S  A  L  M    87. 

The  Ckurch  the  Birih-f  lace  of  the  Sabttsi  or,  Jews 

'■  and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Cbrijiian  Church. 
X  /^^  OD  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays 

V_T  Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  Praife  j 

He  likes  the  Tents  of  Jacob  well. 

But  ftilHn  i'ios  loves  to  dwell. 

%  Hi« 


15*  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

a  His  Mercy  vifits  ev'ry  Houfe 
That  pay  theJi  Nighi  and  Morning  Vowsj 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Stay 
Where  Churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 

3  What  Glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old? 
What  Wonders  are  of  Sion  told  ? 
Thou  City  of  our  God  below, 
Thy  Fame  (hail  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4.  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  JenVf 
Shall  there  begin  their  Lives  anew : 
Angels  and  Men  fhall  join  to  fmg 
The  Hill  where  living  Waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  \]p  his  laft  Account 
Of  Natives  in  his  holy  Mouftt, 
'Twill  be  an  Honour  to  appear 
As  one  new-born,  or  nourifh'd  there, 

PSALM  S9.    Firji  Part,     Long  Metre. 

The  Covenant  made  ivtth  Chriftj    or,  The  true 
David. 

I  TT^  O  R  ever  fliall  my  Song  record 
JP    The  Truth  and  Mercy  of  the  Lord  j 
Mercy  and  Truth  for  ever  ftsnd 
Like  Heav'n,  eftablifti'd  by  his  Hand. 

X  "  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  faid, 
"  With  thee  my  Covenant  firft  is  made; 
**  In  thee  fliall  dying  Sinners  live, 
**  Glory  and  Grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieft  i 
"  Thy  Children  fhall  be  ever  bleft  ; 
«*  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  j  thy  Throne 
«*  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4.  "  There's  none  of  all  my  Sons  above 
«  So  much  my  Image  or  my  Love  j 
«  Celeftial  Pow'rs  thy  Subjefts  are, 
"  Then  what  can  Earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

5  David, 


1 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  153 

I  *«  Da*vidt  my  Servant,  whom  I  chofe 
"  To  guard  my  Flock,  to  crufti  my  Foes, 
'*  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jenuijh  Throne, 
"  Was  but  a  Shadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fing 
J  ES US  her  Saviour  and  her  ICing ; 
Angels  his  heav'nly  Wonders  Ihow, 
And  Saints  declare  his  Works  below, 

P  S  A  L  M   89.    Fir/i  Part.    Common  Metre, 

The  Faithfulnefs  of  GOD, 
1  ly  T  Y  never  ceafing  Songs  fliall  fliow 
iVX     The  Mercies  of  the  Lord  j 
And  make  fucceeding  Ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  Word, 
a  The  facred  Truths  his  Lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as  Heav'n  endure  : 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  Promife  once, 
Th' eternal  Grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  thje  Race  of  Da'vid  held 

The  promised  Jenwjh  Throne ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  Cov'nant  feal'd 
To  -Dtfo^zWs  greater  Son. 

4  His  Seed  for  ever  fliali  poflefs 

A  Throne  above  the  Skies  j 
The  meaneft  Subjeds  of  his  Grace 
Shall  to  that  Glory  rife. 

5  Lord  G  O  D  of  Hofts,  thy  wond'rous  Ways 

Are  fung  by  Saints  above  j 
And  Saints  on  Earth  their  Honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  Love. 

PSALM  89.    a;.  7,  &c.    Second  Pan, 

The Ponver  and Majefty  of  GOD  i  or,  Re'vereutiai 

Wor/bip. 

u  VTl/^''^^  RevVence  let  the  Saints  appear, 
V  V      And  bow  before  the  Lord, 

His 


154  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

His  high  Commands  with  Reverence  hear, 

And  tremble  at  his  Word. 
»  How  terrible  thy  Glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  Armies  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  Pow'r  that  vies  with  Thee  ? 

Or  Truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  Pole,  and  Southern^  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  Handj 
Darknefs  and  Day,  from  Eaji  to  Weft, 
iMove  round  at  thy  Command. 

4  Thy  Words  the  raging  Wind  controul. 

And  rule  the  boiftVous  Deep; 
Thou  mak'il  the  fleeping  Billows  roll. 
The  rolling  Billows  fleep. 

5  Heav'n,  Earth  and  Air,  and  Sea  are  thine. 

And  the  dark  World  of"  Hell  j 
How  did  thine  Arm  in  Vengeance  fliine. 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel ! 

6  Juftice  and  Judgment  are  thy  Throne, 

Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  Grace  j 
While  Truth  and  Mercy,  join'd  in  one. 
Invite  us  near  thy  Face. 

P  S  A  L  M  89.    I/.  15,  &c.    i:hird  Part, 

A  hlejfed  Gojpel. 
1    T5  L  E  S  T  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know 
Jti    The  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound ; 
Peace  (hall  attend  the  Paths  they  go, 
And  Light  their  Steps  furround. 
a  Their  Joy  (hall  bear  their  Spirits  up. 
Through  their  Redeemer's  Name  j 
His  Righteoufnefs  exalts  their  Hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
3  The  Lord  our  Glory  and  Defence, 
Strength  and  Salvation  gives  i 
J/r'el,  thy  King  for  ever  1  eigns, 
Thy  GOD  for  ever  lives. 

PSALM 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  iss 

PSALM  89.    1;.  19,  &c.    Fourth  Pari, 

ChrillV  Mfdiatorial  Kingdom  ;  or,  His  di'vine  and 

human  Nature. 
I    T  TEAR  what  the  Lord  in  Vifion  faid, 
.ii-     And  made  his  Mercy  known  ; 
**  Sinners,  behold,  your  Help  is  laid 
"  On  my  Almighty  Son." 
a  Behold  the  Man  my  Wifdom  chofe 
Among  your  mortal  Race; 
His  Head  my  holy  Oil  o'erflows, 
The  Spirit  of  my  Grace. 

3  High  ftiall  he  reign  on  Da^vid's  Throne, 

My  People's  better  King  ; 
My  Arm  fhall  beat  his  PJvals  down. 
And  ftill  new  Subjefts  bring. 

4  My  Truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  Way, 

With  Mercy  by  his  Side, 
While  in  my  N -,me  through  Earth  and  Sea 
He  fhall  in  Triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father,  and  his  God, 

He  fhall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  Abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft-born  Son  array 'd  in  Grace, 

At  my  Right  hand  fliall  fit  5 
Beneath  bim  Angels  know  their  Place, 
And  Monarch s  at  his  Feet. 

7  My  Cov'nant  flands  for  ever  faft. 

My  Promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
Firm  as  theHeav'ns  his  Throne  fhall  lafl, 
His  Seed  endui  e  as  long. 

P  S  AL  M  89.  ^.  30,  &c.    Fifth  Part. 

Th  Co'usnant  of  Grace  unchangeable  ;  or,  AffliSion 

nviihout  RejeSiion. 
1   XaET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  Z)aT;/W's  Race, 
Jl       The  Children  of  ray  Son, 

Should 


i5<5  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

Should  break  my  Laws,  abufe  my  Grace, 

And  tempt  mine  Anger  down  j 
a  Their  Sins  Til  vifit  with  a  Rod, 

And  make  their  Folly  fmart ; 
But  ril  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

Nor  from  my  Truth  depart. 

3  My  Covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  Grace  in  Mind  j 
And  wiiat  eternal  Love  hath  fpoke. 
Eternal  Truth  {hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledged  my  Holinefs, 
To  feal  the  facred  Promife  fure 

To  D-aviii  znd  his  Race.  ^ 

5  The  Sun  fhall  fee  his  Offspring  rife, 
^  And  fpresd  from  Sea  to  Sea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  Skies 

To  give  the  Nations  Day. 

6  Sure  as  the  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 

His  Kingdom  fhAl  endure, 
'Till  the  fixM  Laws  of  Shade  and  Light 
Shall  be  obfei  v'd  no  more. 

PSALM  89.   'V.  A'7y'(^c.    Sixth  Part. 
Long'Metre. 

Mortality  and  Hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
1    T%  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  State, 
Mk   How  frail  our  Life,  how  Ihcrt  the  Date  I 
Where  is  the  Man  that  draws  his  Breatli 
Safe  from  Difeafe,  fecure  from  Death  ? 
a  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  Nations  die. 
Our  Flefh  and  Senfe  repine  and  cry, 
**  Muft  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ! 
"  Or  haft  thou  made  Mankind  in  vain  ?" 
3  Where  is  thy-  Promife  to  the  Juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  Servants  turn'd  to  Duft  ? 

But 


PSALM    LXXXrX.  157 

But  Faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  Sighs, 
And  fees  the  fleeping  Duft  arife. 
4  That  glorious  Hour,  that  dreadful  Day, 
Wipes  the  Reproach  of  Saints  away. 
And  clears  the  Honour  of  thy  Word : 
Awake  our  Souls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

PSALM  89,  T.  47,  &c.  LaJiPart.  As  the  113th 
Pfalm. 

Life,  Death,  and  the  KefurreBion. 

X  npHINK,  mighty  GOD,  on  feeble  Man; 
X    How  few  his  Hours  1  how  (hort  his  Span ! 
Short  from  the  Cradle  to  the  Grave ; 
Who  can  fecare  his  vital  Breath 
Againft  the  bold  Demands  of  Death, 
With  Skill  to  fly,  or  Pov/r  to  fave  ? 
J  Lord,  ftiall  it  be  for  ever  faid, 

*'  The  Race  of  Man  was  only  made 

''  For  Sicknefs,  Sorrow,  and  the  Duft !" 
Are  not  thy  Servants,  Day  by  Day, 
Sent  to  their  Graves,  and  turn'd  to  Clay  ? 
Lord,  Where's  thy  Kindnefs  to  the  Juit? 

3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  Seed,  a  heav'nly  Crown  ? 

But  Flefli  and  Senfe  indulge  Defpair; 
For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lort^., 
That  Faith  can  read  his  holy  Word, 

And  find  a  Refurre^^ion  there. 

4  For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  Saints  a  long  Reward, 

.  For  al!  their  Toil,  Reproach  and  Pain  j 
Let  all  below,  anrd  all  above. 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  Love, 
And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen, 


P  S  A  I.  M 


25^  PSALM    XC. 

PSALM  90.  Long  Metre. 
Man  Mortal,  and  God  Eternal, 
A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 

J   qpHROUGH  every  Age,  eternal  GOD, 
J.       Thou  art  our  Reft,  our  fafe  Abode  : 
High  was  thy  Throne  e'er  Heav'n  was  made, 
Or  Earth,  thy  humble  Footllool,  laid. 

2  Long  hadft  thou  reign'd,  e'er  Time  began, 
Or  Duft  was  fafhiun'd  to  a  Man  ; 

And  long  thy  Kingdom  fliall  endure, 
When  Earth  and  Time  fhall  be  no  more. 

3  But  Man,  weak  Man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  Guilt  and  Vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  Sentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
Return,  ye  Sinner  s^  to  your  Duji. 

4  [A  Thoufand  of  our  Years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  Day  in  thine  A.count. 
Like  Yefterday's  departed  Light, 
Or  the  latt  Watch  cf  ending  Night.] 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  Stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  j  our  Lite's  a  Dream  j 
An  empty  Taie  j  a  Morning  Flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  Hour. 

6  [Our  Age  10  feventy  Years  is  fet; 

How  fhort  the  T^rm  !  How  frail  the  State ! 

And  if  to  Eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  ligh  and  groan,  than  live. 

7  But  O  !  how  oft  thy  Wrath  appears. 
And  cuts  off  our  expelled  Years  ! 
Thy  Wrath  awakes  our  humble  Dread  : 
We  fear  that  Povv'r  that  ftrikes  us  dead.] 

S  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  Man  j 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  Span, 
'J  ill  a  wife  Care  of  Piety 
Fit  \xz  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Thee. 

PSALM 


i  P  S  A  L  M    XC.  159  N 

PSALM  90.  V.  1—5.  FirJiPart.  Com.  Metre. 

Man  frail  J  and  God  eternal. 
1  /^  UR  G  O  D,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 

V^     Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come, 
Our  Shelter  from  the  ftormy  Blaft, 

And  our  eternal  Home, 
a  Under  the  Shadow  of  thy  Throne  , 

Thy  Saints  have  dwelt  fecure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  Arm  alone. 

And  our  Defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  Hills  in  Order  ftood. 

Or  Earth  receiv'd  her  Frame, 
From  Everlaftjng  thou  art  G  O  D, 

To  endlefs  Years  the  fame.  W 

4  Thy  Word  commands  our  Flefh  to  Duft, 

Return  ye  Sons  of  Men  : 
All  Nations  rofe  from  Earth  at  firft. 
And  turn  to  Earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  Ages,  in  thy  Sight, 

Are  like  an  Ev'ning  gone  j 
Short  as  the  Watch  that  ends  the  Night 
Before  the  rifmg  Sun. 

6  [The  bufy  Tribes  of  Flefli  and  Blood, 

With  ail  their  Lives  and  Cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  Flood, 
And  loft  in  following  Years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  Stream, 

Bears  all  its  Sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  Dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  Day. 

8  Like  flow'ry  Fields  the  Nations  ftand 

Pleas'd  with  the  Morning-Light ; 
The  Flow'rs,  beneath  the  Mower's  Hand, 
Lie  with'ring  e'er  'tis  Night.] 

9  Our  GOD,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 

Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come  5 
Be  th0u  ourGuard  while  Troubles  laft, 
And  our  eternal  Home. 

PSALM 


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PSALM  90.    «v.  8.  II.  9.  10.  T*.    Second  Part, 

Common  Metre. 
Infirmkies  and  Mortality  the  EffeSi  of  Sin  j    or, 

Lifif  Old  Age,  and  Preparation  for  Death. 
I  T    ORD,  if  thine  Eyes  furvey  our  Faults, 
I   J    And  Juftice  grows  fevere. 
Thy  dreadful  Wrath  exceeds  our  Thoughts, 
And  b\ifns  beyond  our  Fear, 
a  Thine  Ang«r  turns  our  Frame  toDuft  j 
By  one  Offence  to  Thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  Sons,  have  loft 
Their  Immortality, 
j^ife,  like  a  vain  Amufemtnt  flies, 
A  Fable  or  a  Song  j 
By  fwift  Degrees  our  Nature  dies. 
Nor  can  our  Joys  be  long. 
4.  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  Days  amount 
To  threefcore  Years  and  ten  j 
And  all  beyond  that  (hort  Account 
Is  Sorrow,  Toil,  and  Pain, 
c  [Our  Vitals  with  laborious  Strife 
Bear  up  the  crazy  Load, 
And  drag  thofe  poor  Remains  of  Life 
Along  the  tirefome  Road.] 

6  Almighty  GOD,  reveal  thy  Love, 

And  not  thy  Wrath  alone  j 
Oh  !  let  our  fweet  Experience  prove 
The  Mercies  of  thy  Throne. 

7  Our  Souls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  Art 

T'  improve  the  Hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  a6l  the  wifer  Part, 
And  live  beyond  the  Grave. 

PSALM  9c.  f.  13.  &c.  Third  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Breathing  after  Heaijen, 
,    r>  ETURN,  O  GOD  of  Love,  return; 
XV    Earth  is  a  tirefome  Place  : 

How 


P  %A  L  M    XC.  sSi 

How  long  (hall  we,  thy  Children,  mourn 

Our  Abfence  from  thy  Face  ? 
a  Let  Heav'n  fucceed  our  painful  Years, 

Let  Sin  and  Sorrow  ceafe. 
And  in  Proportion  to  our  Tears, 

So  make  our  Joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  Wonders  to  thy  Servants  fhow. 

Make  thy  own  Work  complete. 
Then  ihall  our  Souls  thy  Glory  know. 
And  own  thy  Love  was  great. 

4  Then  fliall  we  fhine  before  thy  Throne 

In  all  thy  Beauty,  Lord  j 
And  the  poor  Service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  Reward. 

P  S  A  L  M  90.    T/.  5.  10.  12.    Short  Metre. 

The  Frailty  and  Sbortnefs  of  Life, 
1  T     O  R  D,  what  a  feeble  Piece 
I  _j     Is  this  our  mortal  Frame  ! 
Oar  Life,  how  poor  a  Trifle  'tis. 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  Name, 
a  Alas,  the  brittle  CJay 

That  built  our  Body  firft  ! 
And  every  Month  and  every  Day 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  Dull/ 

3  Our  Moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  Minutes  ftay  ; 
Jult  like  a  Flood,  our  hafty  Days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  Days  muft  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  End  in  Sight, 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  Wiidom's  Way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  Flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  Life's  tempeftuous  Sea  : 
Soon  we  ihall  reach  the  peaceful  Shore 
Of  bleft  Etemitv, 

PSALM 


,g,  PSALM    XCI. 

PSALM  91-    'v.  I— 7.    FirJiPari. 
Safety  in  publkk  Diffafes  and  Dangers. 

1  T  T  E  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  GO D, 
rl  Shall  find  a  moftfecure  Abode} 
Shall  walk  all  Day  beneath  his  Shade 
And  there  at  Night  (hall  reft  his  Head. 

,  Thenwilllfay^MyGOD,  thy  PowV 
«  Shall  be  my  Fortrefs  jnd  my  Tow  r  : 
«  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  Dult,  ^^ 

«*  Make  thine  Almighty,Arra  my  Truft. 

,  Thrice  happy  Man!  thy  Maker  s  Care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  Fowler's  Snare, 
5-«^««  the  Fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguardad  Souls  a  thoufand  Ways. 

>  TviftasaHenproteasherBrood,^ 

*  Hm  Bir^scf^rey  that  feek  the.r  Blood, 
Under  her  Feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  Arm  Ms  People's  Guard. 

,  if  burning  Beams  of  Noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  Fire, 
r  OD  is  their  Life,  his  Wings  are  fpread 
To  mield  them  with  an  healthful  Shade. 

6  If  Vapours  with  malignant  Breath 
Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  Midnight  Death  j 
JCr'el  't^  fafe  :  The  poifon  d  Air 
^Ws  pure,  if  //.Vs  GOD  be  there. 


n  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  Side 

^  At  thy  right  Hand  ten  thoufand  dy  d, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  People  faves 
Amongft  the  Dead,  amidft  the  Graves. 

gSowhrnhefenthisAngelsdown 
To  make  his  Wrath  in  Egypt  known  ; 
And  flew  their'Sons,  his  careful  Eye 
Paft  all  the  Doors  of  Jacob  by. 

p  But  if  the  Fire,  or  P^/S^^^'  «/ /wo'-d, 
^'  «ceive  Commiflion  from  the  Lord, 


Y 


PSA  L  M    XCI.  i6i 

To  ftrike  his  Saints  among  the  reH-, 
V  Their  very  Pains  and  Deaths  are  bleft. 
20  The  Sword,  the  Peftilencs,  or  Fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  Defire  , 
From  Sins  and  Sorrows  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  tiiy  Children,  Lor<J,  to  Thee. 

PSALM  fT.     <u.  g—j6.     Second  Parf, 
FroieSiion  from  Deathy   Guard  of  Angel s^  Fi^^ory 
and  Delvverance, 
E  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race, 
Expos'd  to  every  Snare  ; 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  Dwelling-place, 
And  try  and  trull  his  Care, 
a  No  111  (hall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 
Or  if  the  Plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  Wicked  down  to  Hei?, 
'Twill  raife  his  Saints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  Angels  Charge  to  keep 

Your  Feet  in  all  your  Ways ; 
To  watch  your  Pillow  while  you  ileep,' 
And  guard  your  happy  Days. 

4  Their  Hands  (hall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  d^fli  againft  the  Stones  : 

Are  they  not  Servants  at  his  Call, 

And  lent  t* attend  his  Sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  Lions  ye  fljall  tread  j 

The  Tempter's  Wiles  defeat  j 
He  that  hath  brok«  the  Serpent's  Head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  Feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  Love, 

"  ni  fave  them  (faith  the  Lord) 
"  rii  bear  their  j®yful  Souls  above 
"  De(tru6lion  and  the  Sword. 

7  *'  My  Grace  (hall  anfwer  when  they  call  i 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
"  My  Pow'r  (liall  help  'em  when  they  fall, 
■'  And  raife  them  when  they  die, 

H  S  «  Thofe 


i64  PSALM    XCII. 

8  "  Thofe  that  on  Earth  my  Name  have  known, 
''  ril  honour  them  in  Heav'n  ; 
<^  There  my  Salvation  (hah  be  (hown, 
"  And  endlefs  Life  be  giv'n." 

PSALM    92.     Firji  Part, 
A  Pfaim  for  the  Lord's  Day, 

X  q  W  E  E  T  is  the  Work,  my  G  O  D,  my  King, 
•^  To  praife  tliy  Name,  give  Thanks  and  fmgj 
Tofhewthy  Love  by  Morning  ighr, 
Afid  talk  of  all  thy  Truth  at  Night. 

a  Sweet  is  the  Diy  of  facred  Relt, 
No  mortal  Cares  (hnll  feize  my  Breaftj 
O  may  my  Heart  in  Tune  be  found, 
Like  DavicTs  Harp  of  folemn  Sound  t    . 

5  My  Heart  Ihall  tiiumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bkfs  his  Works,  and  blefs  his  Wordj 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  how  bright  they  if^le! 
How  deep  thy  Counfels !  how  divine ! 

4.    Fools  never  laife  their  Thoughts  io  high  ; 
Like  Brutes  they  live,  like  Brutes  they  die  j 
Like  Grafs  they  flourifti,  till  thy  Breath 
Blarts  them  in  everlafting  Death. 

5  But  I  fhall  (hare  a  glorious  Part 

When  Grace  hath,well  refin'd  my  Heart, 
And  frefh  Supplies  of  Joy  are  ftied, 
Like  holy  Oil,  to  chear  my  Head. 

6  Sin  (ray  worft  Enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  Eyes  and  Ears  no  more  j 

My  inward  Foes  (liall  all  be  (lain, 

Nor  Sa'an  break  my  Peace  again.  1 

7  Then  (liall  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know,  j 
All  I  defir'd  or  wifh'd  below  j                             il 
And  ev'ry  PowY  find  fweet  Employ 
la  that  eternal  World  of  Joy. 

PSALM 


PSALM    XCIir.  t6^ 

PSALM  9a.  v.  II,  &c.  Seeond  Part, 
The  ChurcJj  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

I  T    ORD,  'ti$  a  pleafaot  Thing  to  Hand 
*-'  III  Gardens  planted  by  tkine  Hand  j 
Let  me  within  thy  Courts  be  feea 
Like  a  young  Cedar,  frefh  and  green, 

%  There  grow  thy  Saints  in  Faith  and  Love, 
Bleft  with  thine  Influence  from  above  j 
Not  Lebanon^  with  all  its  Trees, 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  Sight  as  thefe. 

3  The  Plants  of  Grace  (hall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  Grace  muft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  Things  elfe  impair. 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  ftrong  and  fair, 

4  Laden  with  _Fruits  of  Age,  they  (hew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  true: 
None  that  attend  his  Gates,  ftiall  find 
A  G  O  D  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

LM   93.  ift  Metre,  as  the  looth  Pfaltn. 
The  Eternal  and  Sg--vereign  God. 

I    JEHOVAH  reigps:    He  dwells  in  Light, 

J    Girded  with  Majefty  and  Might : 

The  World  created  by  his  Hands 

Still  on  its  firft  Foundation  ftands. 
a  But  e'er  this  fpacious  World  w^as  made. 

Or  had  its  firft  Foundations  laid, 

Thy  Throne  eternal  Ages  ftood, 

Thyfelf  the  ever-living  GO D. 
"3  Like  Floods  the  angry  Nations  rife, 

And  aim  their  Rage  againft  the  Skies  ; 

Vain  Floods  that  aim  their  Rage  fo  high. 

At  thy  Rebuke  the  Billows  die" 
4  For  ever  ftiall  thy  Throne  endure  ; 

Thy  Promife  ftands  for  ever  fure  j 

And  everlafting  Holinefs 

Becomes  the  Dwellings  gf  thy  Grace. 

Ha  PSALM 


tu  PSALM  xcm. 

PSALM  93.  ad  Metre,  as  the  Old  50th  Pfalm. 

1  TpHE  Lord  of  Glory  reigns ;  he  reigns  on  high  j 
-■■  His  Robes  of  State  are  Strength  &  Majslty? 
This  wide  Creation  rofe  at  his  Command, 
Built  by  his  Word,  and  'ftablifh'd  by  his  Hand, 
Long  ftood  his  Throne  e'er  he  begaa  Creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  Foundation. 

a  GOD  is ;h' Eternal  King.  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Raife their  Rebellions  to  confound  thy  Reign: 
In  vain  thcSto.ms,  in  vain  the  Floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  Waves againft '  he  Skies  j 
Foaming  at  Heav'n  they  rage  with  wild  Com- 
motio^i,  (Ocean. 

But  Heav'n's  high  Arches  fcorn  the  (well  n^ 

3  Ye  Tempefts  t  age  no  more  ;  ye  Floods  be  (^.11, 
And  the  mad  World  (ubmiffive  to  his  Will  j 
Built  on  his  Truth  his  Church  muft  ever  ftand  :^ 
Firm  are  his  Promifes,  and  ftrong  his  Hand 
See  his  own  Sons,  when  they  appear  before^ 
Bow  at  bis  Footftool,  and  with  Fear  ador« ' 

PS  ALM  93.  3d  Metre,  as  the  old  lazd  Pfali 

1  npHE  Lord  Jibovab  rtlgnSf 
•^      And  royal  State  maintains, 
His  Head  with  awful  Glories  crown'd  j 
Array'd  in  Robes  ©f  Light, 
Begirt  with  fov'reign  Might, 
And  Rays  of  Majefty  around, 
a  Upheld  by  thy  Commands, 
The  World  fecurely  ftands  ; 
And  Skies  and  Stars  obey  thy  Word  « 
Thy  Throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 
Before  the  Starry  Sky  j 
Eternal  is  tby  Kingdom,  Lord. 
«  In  vain  the  noify  Croud, 

Like  Billows  nerce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine  Empire  rage  and  roar  j 


PSALM    XCI^^,  iCti 

In  vain  with  angry  Spite 
The  fuilv  Nations  fight, 
And  dafli  like  Waves  againft  the  Shore. 

4  Let  Floods  and  Nations  rage, 

And  all  their  Pc^w'rs  engage, 
Let  fwelling  Tides  aflault  the  Sky  j 

The  Terrors  of"  thy  Frown 

Shall  beat  their  Madnefs  down  j 
Tfey  Throne  fur  ever  Hands  en  high. 

5  Thy  Prornifts  are  true. 

Thy  Grace  is  ever  new  ; 
There  fix'd  thy  Church  /hall  ne'er  remove  j 

Thy  Saints  with  holy  Fear, 

Shall  in  thy  Courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  Love. 
[Repeat  tbefou.'tb  Stanza,  to  compleat  the  Tune."] 

PSALM  94.  a;     j,  2.  7—14..    FirJI  Part, 
Saints  chafifedy   and  Sinners  deJ}royed\    or, 
Infiruai've  Affli^ions 
3   /^  G  O  D  !  to  whom  Revenge  belongs, 
^^     Proclaim  thy  Wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  fov'reign  Pow  r  redrefs  our  Wrongs, 
Let  Juftice  fmite  the  Proud, 
z  They  lay,  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  j 
When  will  the  Fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  Ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  Eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 
y  And  they  fiidl  feel  his  Pow'r  J 

His  Wrath  fhail  pierce  their  Souls  with  Fain. 
In  fome  furpriling  Hour. 

4  But  if  thy  Saints  deferve  Rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  Rod  j 
Thy  Providences  and  thy  Book 

Shall  make  them  know  their  GOD. 
5B  left  is  the  Man  thy  Hands  chaftiie, 
And  to  his  Duty  draw  : 

H  3  Ths 


i68  PSALM    xtlV, 

Thy  Scourges  make  thy  Children  wife 

When  they  forget  thy  Law. 
€  But  G  O  D  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  Saints, 

Nor  his  own  Proniife  break  j 
He  pardons  his  Inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  Sake. 

PSALM   94.  «y.  16— -23.     SecondPart, 

tjcd  our  Support  and  Comfort  j    or,  Deli'verancs 
from  Temptation  and  Perfccution, 

1  \A7  KO  will  arifeand  plead  my  Right 
^^      Againft  my  num'rous  Foes, 
While  Earth  and  Hell  their  Force  unite, 
And  all  my  Hopes  oppofe  ? 
»  Had  not  the  Lord',  my  Rock,  my  Help, 
SuMain'd  my  fainting  Head, 
My  Life  had  now  in  Silence  dwelt. 

My  Soul  amongft  the  Dead.  ^ 

3  Mas  /  myjlidw^  Feet !   I  cry'd, 

Thy  Promise  was  my  Prop  j 
Thy  Grace  ftood  conftant  by  my  Side, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up 

4  \Vh  le  Multitudes  of  mournful  Thought* 

Within  my  Bofom  roil, 
Thy  boundle/s  Love  forgives  my  Faults, 
Thy  Comforts  chear  my  Soul. 

5  PowVs  of  Iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  Lavt's  ; 
But   GO  D,  my  Refuge,  rules  the  Skies, 
He  will  defend  my  (,'aufe. 

6  Let  Malice  vent  her  Rage  aloud. 

Let  bold  Blafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  GOD  fhall  judge  the  Prou<!# 
And  cut  the  Sinners  off. 


PSALM 


PSALM    XCV.  1C9 

PSALM    95    Coramon  Metre. 
A  ffalm  before  Prayer, 
i  0  I N  G  to  the  Lord  Jeho<vah''s  Name, 
^     And  in  his  Strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  Salvation  is  ctir  ThemCj 
Exalted  be  our  Voice. 
ft  With  Thanks  approach  his  awful  Sight, 
And  Pialms  of  Honour  fing  5 
The  Lord's  a  GOD  of  boundlefs Might, 
The  whole  Creation's  King. 
3  Let  Princes  hear,  let  Angels  know. 
How  mean  their  Natures  feem, 
Tfeofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  belovVj 
When  once  corapar'd  with  Him. 
4.  Earth,  with  its  Caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  fpacious  Hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  Seas  what  Bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  Hills  muft  ftand, 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  Souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  Face ; 
0  may  the  Creatures  of  his  Pow'r 
Be  Children  of  his  Grace! 

6  Now  is  the  Time,  he  bends  his  Ear, 

And  waits  for  your  Requeft  ; 
Come,  left  he  roufe  his  Wrath,  and  fwear, 
**  Te  Jhall  not  fee  my  Kefir 

PSALM    ^^.    Short  Metre. 
A  ffalm  before  Sermon. 
%  /^OME,  found  this  Praife  abroad, 
^^  And  Hymns  of  Glory  fing  j 
JEHOVAH  isthefov'reignGOD, 
The  univerfal  King. 
%  He  form'd  the  Deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  Seas  their  Bound  ; 
The  watry  Worlas  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  foliJ  Ground. 

H  4  3  Come, 


^^c 


PSALM    XCV. 


1 


3  Come,  worfliip  at  his  Throne  j 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  Works,  and  not  our  own  j 
He  form''d  us  by  his  Word. 

4  To  Day  attend  his  Voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  Rod  j 
Com^:;,  like  the  People  of  his  Choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  GOD. 

5  But  if  your  Ears  refufe 

The  Language  of  his  Grace, 
Ant!  Hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubborn  Jfivs^ 
That  unbelieving  Race  : 

6  The  Lord,  in  Vengeance  dreft, 

Wiil  lift  his  Hand  and  fwear, 

*'  You  thai  deffifs  my  pro7ms'd  Reji, 

**  Shall  hwve  no  Portion  there.''' 

P  S  A  L  M  95.  i;.  1,  i,  ?,  6  ---11.  Long  Metre,- 

Canaan  hji  through  Unbelief  \  or,  A  Warning  to 

clelayifig  Sinners. 

3  /^  O  M  E,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife, 
^  A  facred  Songof  folemn  Piaife: 
GO  D  is  a  fbv'reign  King  ;  rehearfe 
His  Honour  in  exalted  Verfe. 

a  Comej  let  our  Souls  addiefs  the  Lord, 
Who  framM  our  Natures  with  his  Word  j 
He  is  our  Shepherd  5  we  the  Sheep, 
His  Mercy  chofe,  his  Failures  keep. 

5  Come,  let  us  hear  his  Voice  To-day, 
The  Ccunfels  of  his  Love  obey  j 
Nor  let  our  hardened  Hearts  renew 
The  Sins  and  Plagues  that  i/>V/  knew. 

4  //>■>/,  that  faw  his  Works  of  Grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  Face  j 
A  f;iithlefs  unbelieving  Brood, 

That  lir'd  the  Patience  of  their  GOD. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,    **  Hoxju  falfetkeyprove  i 
a  forget  my  Poiv^r ;  abuje  my  Love  j 

«»  Sinci 


PSALM    XCVI.  I7t 

"  Since  they  defpife  my  Kefi,  I /wear , 
"  Their  Feet /hall  ne'ver  enter  there.'''' 

6  [Lookback,  my  Soul,  wi-th  holy  Dread, 
And  view  thofe  ancient  Rebels  dead  j 
Attand  the  offer'd  Grace  To  day. 

Nor  lofe  the  Bleffing  by  Delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  Promife  while  it  waits. 
And  march  to  Stones  heav'nly  Gates  | 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  Reft  j 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bleft.] 

PSALM   96.   v.  1.  10,  Sec.  Common  Metre. 

Chi  iftV  Jir/i  and  fuond  Coming. 
1  CTNG  to  the  Lord,  ye diftant  Lands, 
"^  Ye  Tribes  of  ev*ry  Tongue  ;  • 
His  new-difcover'd  Grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  Song, 
a  Say  to  the  Nations,  JESUS  reigns, 
G  O  D's  own  Almighty  Son  ; 
His  Pow'r  the  finking  World  fuftains. 
And  Grace  furrounds  his  Throne. 

3  Let  Heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  Day, 

Joy  through  the  Earth  be  feen  j 
Let  Cities  fhine  in  bright  Array, 
And  Fields  in  chearful  Green, 

4  Let  an  unufual  Joy  furprize 

Thelflandsof  the  Sea  : 
Ye  Mountains  fink,  ye  Vallies  rJfe, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  Way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 

The  Nations  as  their  GOD: 
To  fhew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  Truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  Voice  fhall  raife  the  Dead^ 

And  bid  the  World  draw  near. 
How  will  the  guilty  Nations  dread 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear! 
H  5 


^7fi(v 


PSALM    XCVII, 


PSALM  95.     As  the  113th  Pfalm* 
The  God  of  the  Gentiles, 
s  T   ET   all  the  Earth  their  Voices  raife, 
■L'  To  fmg  the  choifeft  Pfahn  of  Praife, 

To  ling  and  blefs  Jehcvah's  Namej 
His  Glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  Wonders  to  the  Nations  ihow. 
And  all  his  faving  Works  proclaim, 
ft  The  Heathens  know  thy  Glory,   Lord  j 
The  wondVing  Nations  read  thy  Word  j 

In  Britain  is  Jeho'vah  known  : 
Our  Worfhip  lliall  no  more  be  paid 
To  Gods,  which  mortal  Hands  have  made  j 
Our  Maker  is  our  GOD  alone.  \ 

5  He  fram'd  the  Globe,  he  built  the  Sky, 
He  made  the  ifeining  Worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  compkte  in  Glory  there  : 
His  Beams  are  M<jefty  and  Light : 
His  Beauties,   how  divinely  bright  5 
His  Temple,  how  divinely  fair! 
4  Come,  the  great  Day,  the  glorious  Hcur, 
When  E:i,rth  Ihall  feel  his  laving  Pow'r, 

And  baib'rous  Nations  fear  his  Name ; 
Then  (hall  the  Race  of  Men  confefs 
The  Beauty  of  his  Holinefs, 

And  in  his  Courts  his  Gr^ce  pr-oclaim, 

PSALM     97.     *v.   1-— 5.     Firfl  Part. 
Chnil  reigning  in  Heefven,  and  coming  to  Jutfgme^k 
3  TTE  rtigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  rei^gnsj 
*^  Praife  i/un  in  evangelic  Strains  : 
i,tt  the  whole  Earth  in  Son^s  rejoice. 
And  diitant  Ifiands  join  their  Voice. 
%  Deep  are  his  Counfels  and  unknown ; 
But  Grace  andTruth  fupport  his  Throne  j 
Though  gloomy  Clouds  his  Ways  fuhound, 
Jullice  is  theif  eternal  Ground, 


PSALM    XCVII.  373 

[  In  Robes  of  Judgment,  lo,  he  comeg, 
Shakes  the  wide  Earth,  and  cleaves  the  Tombs  | 
Before  him  burns  devouring  Fire, 
The  Mountains  melt,  the  Seas  retire. 

.  His  Enemies  with  fore  Difmay 
Fly  from  the  Sight,  and  ihun  the  Day  j 
Then  lift  your  Heads,  ye  Saints  on  high. 
And  fing,  for  your  Redemption's  nigh. 

P  S  AX  M    97.    'V.  6—9.     Second  Part, 

Chrift'i  Incarnation 

!  nr^ HE  Lord  is  comej    the  Heavens  proclaim 

■*-      His  Birth  5  the  Nations  learn  his  N^me  j 

An  unknown  Star  dire6i:s  the  Road 

Of  Eajiern  Sages  to  their  GOD. 
i  All  ye  bright  Armies  of  the  Skies, 

Go,  worftiip  where  the  Saviour  lies; 

Angels  and  Kings  before  him  bow, 

Thofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below. 
J  Let  Idols  totter  to  the  Ground, 

And  their  own  Worfhippers  confound  5 

But  Judah  (hout,  but  Sion  fmg, 

And  Earth  confefs  her  fov'reign  King. 

PSALM  97.    Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Glory. 

t  n^H'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high, 
-■-      O'er  all  the  Earth,  o'er  all  the  Sky  ; 
Though  Clouds  and  Darknefs  veil  his  Feet^ 
His  Dwelling  is  the  Mercy-feat. 

%  O  ye' that  love  his  holy  Name, 

Hate  ev'ry  Work  of  Sin  and  Shame  : 
He  guards  the  Souls  of  all  his  F/iendSy 
And  from  the  Snares  of  Hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  Light,  and  Joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  Saints  in  Darknefs  fown  5 
Thofe  glorious  Seeds  (hallfpring  and  rife^ 
And  the  blight  Harveft  blefs  our  Eyes. 

H  6  ^  Rejoieep; 


^   ;  PSALM    XCVIII. 

4.  Rejoice,  ye  Righteous,  and  record 
Tbe  facred  Honours  ot  the  Lord  ; 
iSIone  but  the  Soul  that  feels  his  Grace 
Can  triwmph  in  bis  Holinefs. 


Y 


PS  ALM  97.1/.  I.  3.  5—7,  II.  Common  Metre, 
Chii^V  Incarnation,   and  the  lafi  Judgment. 
E  Iflar.ds  of  the  Northern  Sea 
Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  Word  like  Fire  prepares  his  Way, 
And  Mountains  melt  to  Plains. 
s  His  Preience  finks  the  proudeft  Hills, 
And  m  ikes  the  Vallies  rife  j 
Tlje  humble  Soul  enjoys  his  Smiles, 

The  haughty  Sinner  dies.  , 

3  The  Heav'ns  his  rightful  PowV  proclaim  f 

The  Idol -Gods  around 
Fill  their  owji  Wtorfiiippers  with  Shame, 
And  totter  to  the  Ground. 

4  Adoring  Angels  at  his  Birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  % 
Tkus  fliall  he  comis  to  judge  the  Earth, 
And  Aiit^eis  guard  his  Throne. 

5  His  Foes  fhJl  tremble  at  his  Sight, 

And  Hills  and  St-as  retire  : 
His  Children  take  thei]  unknown  Flight, 
.  And  leave  the  Wbrld  in  Fire. 

6  The  Seeds  of  Joy  and  Glory  fown 

For  Saints  in  Darkhefs  here. 
Shall  rife  ami  fprihg  in  Wcrllds  unknowHy 
And  a  rich  Harvcft  bear. 

J>  S  A  L  M    98.     Ftrji  Part, 

rra'tje  for  the  Gcfpel. 
•r  n^O  cur  Almighty  Maker,  GOD, 
-■-      New  Honours  be  addrefl  j 
His  gi'eat  Salvation  ifhines  abroad, 
Aud  irtakcs  th<j  Matiwi^  bUit« 

>  He 


?  S  A  L  M    XCIX.  tys 

ft  He  fpake  the  Word  to  Abr'am  firft, 
His  Truth  fulfils  his  Grace, 
The  Gentiles  icmkt  his  Name  their  Trufi:^ 
And  learn  his  Righteoufnefs. 
%  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Love  prodaim 
With  all  her  diff'rent  Tongues  j 
And  fpread  the  Honours  of  his  Name 
In  Melody  and  Songs. 

PSALM    98.    Second  Part. 
I'he  Meflxah''i  Coming  and  Kingdom. 
t   T  O  Y  to  the  World  j,  the  Lord  is  come  \ 
J     Let  Earth  receive  her  King  j 
Let  er'ry  Heart  prepare  him  Room, 
And  Heav'ii  and  Nature  fing. 
1  Joy  to  tke  Earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  j 
Let  Men  their  Songs  employ  j 
Whik  Fields  and  Floods,  Rocks,  Hills  and 
Repeat  the  founding  Joy.  (Plains, 

5  No  more  let  Sins  and  Sorrows  grow. 
Nor  Thorns  infeft  the  Ground  j 
He  comes  to  make  his  Bleflings  flow. 
Far  as  the  Curfe  is  found. 
4  He  rules  the  World  with  Truth  and  Grace^ 
And  makes  the  Nations  prove 
The  Glories  of  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  Wonders  of  his  Love. 

PSALM     99.     Ttrfi  Taru 
Chrift'j  Kingdom  and  Majefiy. 
t  npHE  GOD  JEHOVAH  reigns^ 
•*•      Let  all  the  Nations  fear  5 
Let  Sinners  tremble  at  his  Throne, 
And  Saints  be  humble  there. 
%  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns  j 
Let  Earth  adore  its  Lord  5 
Bright  Cherubs  his  Attendants  ftand* 
Swift  to  fuifilhif  Word,       " 

3  Iti 


176  i  P  S  A  L  M    C. 

5  In  Sion  is  his  Throne, 

His  Honours  are  divine  ; 
His  Church  fliall  make  his  Wonders  known. 
For  there  his  Glories  (hine. 
4  How  holy  is  his  Name  I 
How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juftice  and  Truth,  and  Judgment  join 
Ih  all  his  Woiks  of  Grace 

PSALM  99.  Secothi  Part. 
A  Holy  God  ivor/hi  ped  ivith  Rfuerinfe* 
I  p  X  A  L  r    he  L'^rd  our  GOD, 
•*-'     And  worfh  p  at  his  Feet, 

His  Nature  is  all  Holinefs, 

And  Mercy  is  his  Seat. 
t  When  //rV/  was  his  Church, 

When  Aaron  was  hi«  Prieft, 
When  Mo/fjcry'd,  when  Samuel  przy'^d. 

He  g^^ve  his  People  Reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  Sins, 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  Race; 
And  oft  he  made  his  Vengeance  known. 
When  they  abus'd  his  Grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  GOD,  ; 

Whofe  Grnce  is  ftill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  G  O  D  of  Holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  his  Name. 

PSALM  100.  Firft  Metre.  A  plainTranflation, 
Praife  to  cur  Creator. 

I  yj^  Nations  round  the  Earih  re}oice 

*■      Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  King  j 
Serve  him  with  chearful  Heart  and  Voice, 
With  all  your  Tongues  his  Glory  fing. 

a  The  Lord  is  G  O  D^;  'tis  he  alone 
Doth  Life  and  Breath,  and  Being  give  : 
We  are  his  Work,  and  not  our  own  j 
The  Sheep  that  on  bi^Paftui^s  Jive. 

3  Entc^ 


P  S  A  L  M    C.  tff: 

3  Enter  his  Gates  with  Songs  of  Joy, 
With  Praifes  to  his  Courts  repair  j 
And  make  it  your  Divine  Employ- 
To  pay  your  Thanks  and  Honours  there, 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  j 
Great  is  his  Grace,  his  Mercy  fure  : 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Man  (hall  find 
His  Truth  from  Age  to  Age  endui^. 

PSALM  100.   Second  Metre.    A  Paraphrafe, 


I  C IN  G  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  j 
^  Let  ev'ry  Land  his  Name  adore  ; 
The  Britijh  Ifles  (hall  fend  the  Noife 

,    Acrofs  the  Ocean  to  the  Shore. 

ft  Nations  attend  before  his  Thr.one 
With  folemn  Fear,  with  facred  Joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  G  O  D  alone  j 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

3  His  fov'reign  Pow'r  without  our  Aid 
Made  us  of  Clay,  and  form'd  us  Men  : 
And  when  like  wand'ring  Sheep  we  itray'd. 
He  brought  us  to  his  Fold  again. 

4,  We  are  his  People,  we  his  Care, 
Our  Souls  and  all  our  mortal  Frame  i 
What  lafting  Honburs  fliall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker,  to   hy  Name  ? 

5  We'll  croud  thy  Gates  with  thankful  Songs, 
High  as  the  Hea-v'ns  our  Voices  raife  j 

Anc'  Earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  Tongues^ 
Shall  (ill  thy  Courts  with  founding  Praife. 

6  Wide  as  the  World  is  thy  CommaJid, 
Valt  as  Eternity  thy  Love : 

Pii  m  as  a  Rock  thy  Truth  muft  itand, 
Wkeh  i^t^Ung  Years  fiiaii  ceafe  to  move, 

P  S  A  L  M 


17%  PSALM    Cr. 

PSALM    101.    Long  Metre. 
The  Magijirate's  FJahn. 

t  TV/fERCY  and  Judgment  are  my  Song  J 
•*■''•*•  And  fmce  they  both  to  Thee  belong. 
My  gracious  GOD,  my  righteous  King, 
To  Thee°my  Songs  and  Vows  I  bring. 

a  If  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  Sword, 
111  take  my  Counfels  from  thy  Word  j 
Thy  Juftice  and  thy  heav'nly  Grace 
Shall  be  the  Pattern  of  ray  Ways. 

S  Let  Wifdom  all  my  Actions  guide, 
And  let  my  GOD  with  me  refide  j 
No  wicked  Thing  (hall  dwell  with  me. 
Which  may  provoke  thy  Jealoufy. 

4  No  Sons  of  Slander,  Rage  and  Strife 
Shall  be  Companions  of  my  Life  ; 
The  haughty  Look,  the  Heart  of  Pride 
Within  my  Dcors  fhall  ne'er  ab'de. 

5  [Fll  fearch  the  Land,   and  raife  the  Juft 
To  Polls  of  Honour,  Wealth  and  Truft  s 
The  Men  that  work  thy  holy  Will, 
Shall  be  my  Friends  and  Fav'rites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  fliall  Sinners  hope  to  rile, 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  Lyes  : 
And  while  the  Innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  Offender  fhan't  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  Ciew  (that  faftious  Band) 

f  hall  hide  their  Heads,  or  quit  the  Land  ^, 
And  all  that  break  the  publick  Reft, 
Where  I  have  PowY,  /hall  be  fuppreft. 

PSALM   101    Common  Metre. 

^  Pfalm  for  a  Mafier  of  a  Family* 

9  O^  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fmg, 
^    And  pay  nay  GOD  my  Vowsj 


Thy 


PSALM    Cli,  179 

f--..  Thy  Grace  and  Juftice,  heav'nly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  Houfe. 

2  Now,  to  my  Tent,  O  G  O  D,  repair. 

And  make  thy  Servant  wife  j. 
ril  i'liTcr  Nothing  near  me  there 
That  fliail  offend  thine  Eyes. 

3  The  Man  that  doth  his  Neighbour  Wrong, 

By  FalfJiood  or  by  Force, 
The  fcornful  Eye,  the  fland'rous  Tongue,^ 
I'll  thruft  'em  from  my  Doors. 

4  I']l  feek  the  faithful  and  the  Juft, 

And  will  their  Help  enjoy  ; 
Theie  are  the  Friends  that  I  fliall  truft, 
The  Servants  i'il  employ. 

5  The  Wretch  that  deals  in' fly  Deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  Night; 
The  Liar's  Tongue  I  ever  hate^ 
And  banifh  f  i  om  my  Sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  Family  around, 

And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
So  fhall  my  Houfe  be  ever  found 
A  Dwelling  fit  for  Thee. 

PSALM  103.  a/.  1—13.  20,  ai.  Firjf  ParL 

A  Prayer  of  the  Affildid, 

%  rjEAR  me,  O  GOD,  nor  hide  thy  Face, 
*  -^     But  anfwer,  left  1  die  : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  Throne  of  Grace, 
To  hear  when  Sinners  cry  ? 
%  My  Days  are  wafted  like  the  Smoke 
Diflclvingin  the  Air; 
My  Strength  is  dry'd,  my  Heart  is  broke, 
And  finking  in  Defpair, 
3  My  Spirits  flag  like  with'ring  Grafs 
Burnt  with  exceffive  Heat  : 
In  fscret  Groans  my  Minutes  pafs. 
And  I  forget  ta  eat. 

■4.  As 


tla,  PSALM    CIL 

4  As  on  fomt  lonely  Building's  Top, 

The  Sparrow  tells  her  Moan, 
Far  from  the  Tents  of  Joy  and  Hope 

I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  Soul  is  like  a  Wildernefs, 

Where  Beafts  of  Midnight  howl  j 
There  the  fad  Raven  finds  her  Place, 
And  there  the  fcreaming  Owl. 

6  Dark  difmal  Thoughts,  and  boding  Ffiari, 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  Breaft  j 
While  (harp  Reproaches  wound  my  Ears, 
Nor  give  my  Scirir  Reft. 

7  My  Cup  is  mingled  with  my  Woes, 

And  T?iirs  are  my  Repaft  } 
My  daily  Bread,  like  Afhes,  grows 

Unple  ifant  to  my  Tafte. 
S  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  Joy 

To  Souls  that  feel  thy  Frown  j 
Lord,  'twas  thy  Hand  advanced  me  high. 

Thy  Hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

9  My  Looks  like  wither'd  Leaves  appear  } 

And  Lite's  declining  Light 
Grows  faint,  as  Ev'ning  Shadows  are 
That  vani(h  into  Night. 

10  But  Thou  for  ever  art  the  famtf, 

O  my  Eternal  GOD  j 
Ages  to  come  fiiail  know  thy  Name, 
And  fpread  thy  Works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wiltarife,    and  fiiew  thy  Fac?, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  Hour  of  Grace, 
That  long-expefled  Day. 

12  He  hears  his  Saints,  he  knows  their  Cry> 

And  by  myfterioHS  Ways, 
Redeem*  the  Prifoners  do©m'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  Tongues  with  Praife. 


PSALM 


PSALM    CII.  i8i 

S  A  L  M    10*.  n/.   13 — 21.    Second   F&rt^ 

Prayer  heard,  and  Sion  refiored, 

i  r   E  T  $ion  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
^    Behold  the  prdmis'd  Hour  : 
Her  GOD  hath  heard  her  mourning  Voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  Pow'r. 
%  Her  Duft  and  Ruins  that  remain. 
Are  precious  in  our  Eyes  ; 
Thofe  Ruins  fhill  be  built  again, 
And  ail  that  Duft /hall  ri(e, 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem^ 

And  Hand  in  Glory  there  ; 
Nations  (ball  bow  before  his  Name, 
And  Kings  attend  with  Fear. 

4  He  fits  a  Sov'reign  on  his  Throne, 

With  Pity  in  his  Eyes  j 
He  hears  the  dj/ing  Pris'ners  Groan 
And  fees  their  Sighs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  Sonls  condemn'd  to  Death, 

And  when  his  Saints  complain, 
It  {han't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  Breath 

**  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain/* 
^  This  (hall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  Record, 
Thr^t  Ages  yet  unborn  may  read. 

And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord, 

PSALM   102.  n).  aj-.-tS.   Third  Part» 

Man's  Mortaliiy,  and  Chrift'j  Eternity  ;  or,  Setinis 

die,,  but  Chrift  and  the  Church  live. 
t  T  T  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand 

■*■  Weakens  our  Strength  amidft  the  Race  j 
Difeafe  and  Death  at  his  Command 
-  Arreft  us,  and  cut  ihort  our  Days. 
4  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray. 
Nor  let  oUx  Sun  go  down  at  Noon  j 

Thy 


nz  PSALM  em. 

Tby  Years  are  one  eternal  Day, 
And  muft  thy  Children  die  fo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  m  the  Midft  of  Death  and  Grief 
This  Thought  our  Sorrow  fiiould  aflwage  : 
**  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  livej 
"  Chri/f  is  the  fame  through  cv'ry  Age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  Earth's  Foundations  laid  j 
Heav'n  is  the  Building  of  his  Hand  ; 
This  Earth  grows  old,  thefe  Heav'ns  fliall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  Command, 

5  The  ftarry  Curtains  of  the  Sky 
Like  Garments  fhall  be  laid  afioie  : 
But  fti'l  thy  Throne  (lands  firm  and  high  j 
Thy  Church  for  ever  mult  ab  d*?. 

C  Before  thy  Face  thy  Church  (h^U  live, 
A-nd  oa  thy  Throne  thy  Children  reign  5 
This  dying  World  fhall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  Saints  be  rais'd  again. 

PS  ALM  103.  a/.  1-..7.  Fir/  Part.  Long  Metre,. 
BUJfmg  God  for  his  Gocdnefs  both  to  Soul  and  Bocly, 

1   pLESS,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  GOD, 
•^  Call  home  thy  1  bought s  that  rove  abroad. 
Let  all  the  Fow'rs  wiihin  me  join 
In  Work  and  Woj  ftiip  fo  c'.ivme. 

a  Blefs,  O  my  Soul,  the  God  of  Grace  j 
His  Favours  claim  thy  higheft  Praife 
Why  ftiouid  the  Wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  bilence,   and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  Soul,  that  fent  his  Son 
To  die  for  Crimes  v\hich  thou  hoil  done  j 
He  (  wns  the  Ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  Follies  ®f  our  Lives. 

4  The  Vices  of  the  Mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  Fains  that  Nature  feels,  » 
Redeems  the  f^oul   fi  om  Heil,  and  f:aves  '        ^ 
Our  waiting  Life  from  thieat'ning  Graves.  * 

5  Our        I 


PSALM    CIIL  aSj 

5  Our  Youth  decay 'd  his  Pow'r  repairs  j 
His  Mercy  crowns  our  growing  Ye^rs  ; 
He  fatisfies  our  Mouth  with  Good, 
And  fills  our  Hopes  with  heav'nly  Food. 

6  He  fees  th'  Oppreflbr  and  th'  Oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  SufF'rers  Reft  t 
But  will  his  Juftice  more  difplay 

In  the  hft  great  rewarding  Day. 

7  [His  Pow'r  he  (hew'd  by  Mofes"  Hands, 
And  gave  to  I/r'el  his  Commands  j 
But  fent  h'fs  Truth  and  Mercy  down 
To  all  tlie  Nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  tlie  whole  Earth  his  Pow'r  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  Earth  adore  his  Grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jeiu  fliall  jcia 
In  Work  and  Worlhip  fo  divine.] 

PSALM    103.    v.   S 18.    Second  Part,, 

Long  Metre. 

God'j  gentle  Chafiifement ;  or  His  tender  Mercy  ta 
his   People. 

s  np  HE  Lord,   how  wondYous  are  his  Ways ! 
•*-   How  firm  his  Truth  !  how  large  his  Grace  I 
He  takes  his  Mercy  for  his  Throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  Glories  known. 

a  Not  half  fo  high  his  Pow'r  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  Heav'ns  above  our  Head, 
As  Jiis  rich  Love  exceeds  our  Praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  Hopes  we  raife, 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  Nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  Morning  from  the  Wtfif 
As  his  forgiving  Grace  removes 
The  daily  Guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4.  How  (lowly  doth  his  Wrath  arife  ! 
On  fwifter  Wings  Salvation  flies  : 
And  if  he  lets  his  Anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  Fxowns  to  Pity  turn  ! 

5  An-iidft 


X84. 


PSALM  cm. 


5  Amidft  his  Wrath  CompafTion  (hinesj 
His  Strokes  are  lighter  than  our  Sins : 
And  while  his  Rod  corrects  his  Saints, 
His  Ear  indulges  their  Complaints 

6  So  Fathers  their  young  Sons  chaftifc 
With  gentle  Hands  and  melting  Eyes : 
The  Children  weep  beneath  the  Smart, 
And  move  tke  Pity  of  their  Heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  GOD,  the  Wife  and  Juft, 
Knows  that  our  Frame  is  feeble  Dult  i 
And  will  no  heavy  Loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  Strength  that  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  Nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  ev'ry  Wind  that  flies  ; 
LikeGiafs  we  fpring,  and  die  a-s  foon. 
As  Morning  FlowVs  that  fade  at  Noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  Love  is  fure 

To  all  the  Saints,  and  (hall  endure  : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Truth  fliall  reign. 
Nor  Children's  Children  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM  105.  *v  1  —  7.  fir^  Par^  Short  Metrffe 

Praife  for  Sptritual'and  Temporal  Mercies* 
1  f\  B  L  E  S  S  the  Lord,  my  Soul  ! 
^^    Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  Tongue  to  blefs  the  Name, 
Whofe  Favours  are  divine, 
a  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul ; 
Nor  let  his  Mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  Unthankfulnefs  ; 
And  without  Praifes  die. 
3  *Tis  he  forgives  thy  Sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  Pain, 
»Tis  he  that  heals  thy  Sicknefles, 
And  makes  thee  young  agaia, 

4.  He 


M 


PSALM    cm.  i«j 

4  He  crowns  thy  Life  with  Love, 

When  ranfom'd  from  the  Grave  ; 
Ke  that  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Hell 
Hath  fovYeign  Pow'r  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  Poor  with  Good  ; 

He  gives  the  SufF'rers  Reft  j 
The  Lord  hath  Judgments  for  the  Prou^, 
And  Juftice  for  th'  Oppreft. 

6  His  wond'rous  Works  and  Ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known  5  * 

But  fent  the  World  his  Truth  and  Grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  103.  'v.  8—18  Second  Part,  Short  Metre. 
Abounding  Companion  c/  God  j   or,    Mercy  in  ikg 
Midji  of  Judgment. 
Y  Soul,  repeat  his  Fraife, 
Whofe  Mercies  are  fo  great ; 
Whofe  Anger  is  fo  (low  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate. 
a  G  O  D  will  not  always  chide  j 
And  when  his  Strokes  are  felt. 
His  Strokes  are  fewer  than  our  Crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  Guilt. 

3  Higb  as  the  Heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  Ground  we  tread. 
So  far  the  Riches  of  his  Grace 
Our  higheft  Thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  Pow'r  fubdues  oar  Sins, 

And  his  forgiving  Love, 
Far  as  the  Eaji  is  from  the  Wejf, 
Doth  all  our  Guilt  remove. 

5  The  Pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  Name, 

Is  fuch  as  tender  Parents  feel  j 

He  knows  our  feeble  Frame, 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  Duft, 

Scattered  with  evVy  Breath  ; 

His 


£W  PSALM    CIV. 

His  Anger,  like  a  rifing  Wind, 
Can  iend  us  fwift  to  Death. 

7  Our  Days  are  as  the  Grafs, 

Or  like  the  Morning  Flow'r  j 
If  one  (harp  Blaft  fweeps  o'er  the  Field, 
It  withers  in  an  Hour« 

8  But  thy  Compafiion,  Lord, 

To  endlefs  Years  endure; 
And  Children's  Children  ever  find 
Thy  Words  of  Promife  fure. 

PSALM  103.0;,  19— 2z.  Third  Part.  Short  Metre. 
GodV  univerfal  Dominion  ;  or,  Angels  prai/e 
the  Lord, 
1  'X*  H  E  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King, 
^      Hath  fix'd  his  Throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  World  he  rwles. 
And  all  beneath  the  Sky. 
%  Ye  Angels,  great  in  Might, 
And  fwift  to  do  his  Will ; 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  Voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  Pleafure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  H€>(ts,  who  wait 

The  Orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  Churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  Praife  they  fmg. 

4  While  all  his  wond'rous  Works 

Through  his  vaft  Kingdoms  fhew 
Their  Maker's  Glory,  thou,  my  Soul, 
Shalt  fing  his  Graces  too. 

PSALM    104-. 
The  Glory  r/  God  in  Creation  and  Providence, 
%  \/f  Y  Soul  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
^^  When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  Rays, 
He  in  full  Majefty  appears. 
And  like  a  Robe  his  Glory  wears. 

[Note, 


PSALM    CIV,  ri? 

[Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  the 
Old  iizth  or  13,7 th  Pfalm,  hy  adding  thefe  i=iv9 
Lines  to  e^very  Stan%a,  viz.] 
Great  is  the  Lord  j   w  hat  Tongue  can  frame 
An  equ?,l  Honour  to  his  Name  ? 
\C)thernxife  it  may  he  fung  as  the  xooth  PfalmA 

a  The  Heav'ns  are  for  his  Curtains  fpread  \ 
Th'  unfathom'd  Deep  he  makes  his  Bed  j 
Clouds  are  his  Chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  Storms  acrofs  the  Skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  Breach  infpires, 
His  Minifters  are  flaming  Fires  j 

And  fwift  as  Thought  their  Aimies  move 
To  bear  his  Vengeance  or  his  Love. 

4  The  World's  Foundations  by  his  Hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  (hall  for  ever  ftand  j 
He  binds  the  Ocean  in  his  Chain, 

Left  it  fliould  drown  the  Earth  again. 

5  When  Earth  was  covered  with  the  Flood, 
Which  high  above  the  Mountains  ftood, 
He  thunder'd,  and  the  Ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  Bed. 

6  The  fwelling  Billows  know  their  Bound, 
And  in  their  Channels  walk  their  Round  j 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  Veins, 
They  fpring  on  Hills,  and  drench  the  Plains, 

7  He  bids  the  Cryftal  Fountains  flow  j 
And  chear  the  Vallies  as  they  go. 
Tame  Heifers  there  their  Thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  Stream  wild  Afles  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  Trees  which  Ihade  the  Brink, 
The  Lark  and  Linnet  light  to  drink  j 
Their  Songs  the  Lark  and  Linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  Silence  in  his  Praifs. 

P  AU  S  E    I. 

5  GOD  from  his  cloudy  Ciftern  pours 
On  the  parch'd  Earth  enriching  Show'rs  j 

I  ■     The 


j88  psalm    civ. 

The  Grove,  the  Garden,  and  the  Field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  BJeffings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  graffy  Food  arife. 
And  gives  the  Cattle  large  Supplies  j 
With  Herbs  for  Man,  of  various  Pow'r, 
To  novirifh  Nature,  or  to  cure. 

J 1  What  noble  Fruit  the  Vines  produce  ! 
The  Olive  yields  a  fliining  Ju  ce  5 
Our  Hearts  are  cheer'd  with  gen'rous  Wine, 
With  inward  Joy  our  Faces  fhine. 

11  O  blefs  his  Name,  ye  Britons,  fed 
With  Nature''s  chief  Supporter,  Bread  : 
While  Bread  your  vital  Strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  Vigour  in  your  Hearts. 

PAUSE    II. 

1 3  Behold  the  ftately  Cedar  ftands 
Rais'd  in  the  Foreft  by  his  Hands : 
Birds  to  the  Boughs  for  Shelter  fly. 
And  build  their  Neds  fecure  and  high. 

14  To  craggy  Hill  afcends  the  Goat  j 
And  at  the  airy  Mountain's  Foot 
The  feebler-  Creatures  make  their  Cell  j 
He  gives  them  Wifdom  where  to  dweil. 

IK  He  fets  the  Sun  his  circling  Race, 
"Appoints  the  Moon  to  change  her  Face  ; 
And  when  thick  Darknefs  veils  the  Day, 
Calh  out  wild  Beafts  to  hunt  their  P.ey. 

1$  Fierce  Lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring,  a(k  their  Meat  from  G  OD  j 
But  when  the  Morning-Beams  arife, 
Thefavage  Beaft  to  Covert  flies. 

17  Then  Man  to  daily  Labour  goes : 
The  Night  was  made  for  his  Repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  Gift,  thatfweet  Relief 
Fromtirefome  Toil  and  wafting  Grief. 

18  How  ftrange  thy  Works  1  how  great  thy  Skill 
And  ev'ry  Land  thy  Riches  fill : 

Thy. 


PSALM    CIV.  189 

Thy  Wifdom  round  the  World  wc  fee. 

This  fpacious  Earth  is  full  of  Thee. 
19  Nor  lefs  thy  Glories  in  the  Deep, 

Where  Fi(h  in  Millions  fwim  and  creep. 

With  wond'rous  Motions,  fwift  or  (low , 

Still  wand'ring  in  |he  Paths  below, 
so  There  Ships  divide  their  wat'ry  Way, 

And  Flocks  of  fcaly  Monfters  play  5 

There  dwells  the  huge  Le'viathan. 

And  foams  and  fports  in  fpite  of  Man. 

PAUSE    IIL 

«i  Vaft  are  thy  Works,  Almighty  Lord, 
All  Nature  refts  upon  thy  Word, 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  ftands. 
Waiting  th<^r  Portion  from  thy  Hands. 

'%%  While  each  receives  his  diff 'rent  Food, 
Their  chearful  Looks  pronounce  it  good ; 
Eagles  and  Bears,  and  Whales  and  Worms, 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  Forms. 

X3  But  when  thy  Face  is  hid,  they  mourn. 
And  dying  to  their  Dull  return  ; 
Both  Man  Snd  Beaft  their  Souls  refign ; 
Life,  Breath  and  Spirit,  all  is  thine. 

z^  But  thou  canft  breathe  on  Dull  again. 
And  fill  the  World  with  Beaft s  and  Men  5 
A  Word  of  thy  creating  Breath 
Repairs  the  Waftes  of  Time  and  Death, 

^5  His  Works  the  Wonders  of  his  Might 
Are  honoured  with  his  own  Delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  Ways  I 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  Praife. 

a6  The  Earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  Stroke, 
And  at  thy  Touch  the  Mountains  fmoke; 
Yet  humble  Souls  may  fee  thy  Facfe, 
And  tell  their  Wants  to  fov'reign  Grace, 

a;  In  Thee  my  Hopes  and  Wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  Meditations  fweet ; 

1%  Thy 


TpO 


P  S  A  L  M    CV. 


Th>^Praifes  (hall  my  Breafh  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  Joy. 
28  While  haughty  Sinners  die  accurft, 
Their  Glory  buryM  with  their  Dull, 
I  vo  iny  G  O  D,  my  heav'nly  King, 
InxmoiidX  Hallelujahs  fing. 

P  S  A  L  M    105.  ■  Abridged. 

God's' Condu^  of  Ifrael,  and  the  Pla'gueio/F.gyipt. 

1  /"^  IV  E  Thanks  to  GOD,  invoke  his  Name, 
V  J  .AnJ  tell  the  World  his  Grace ; 
SoiiiTd'  through  the  Earth  his  Deeds  of  Fame, 

That,  all  may  feek  his  Face. 

2  Hls'Ccv'.nant  which  he  kept  in  Mind 

Fpi*  hiim'rous  Ages  paft, 
To  numerous  Ages  yet  behind 
'  fn  equal  Force  fhall  laft. 
5'He  fvvare  to  Abra^m  and  his  Seed, 
And  rnsde  the  Blefllng  fare: 
Genfiles-the  antient.Promife  read, 
And  iind  his  Truth  endure. 
4.  ''  Thy  Seed  (liall  make  all  Nations  blefi:, 
(Said  the  Almighty  Voice) 
"  Canaan's  Land  fliall  be  their  Reft," 
The  Type  of  heiv'nly  Joys. 

5  [How  large  the  Grant !  how  rich  the  Grace, 

To  give  them  Canaan  s  Land, 
When  they  were  Strangers  in  the  Place, 

A  little  feeble  Band  !  ^  . 

6  Like  Pilgrims  through  the  Countries  round,    \ 

Securely  they  removed  : 
And  haughty  Kings  that  on  them  frown'd. 
Severely  he  reproved. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  Arm 

<•  Shall  foon  avenge  the  Wrong  : 
<«  The  Man  that  does  my  Prophets  Harm 
"  Shall  know  their  GOD  is  ftrong."  ' 

3  rk 


PSALM    CV.  5^2 

g  then  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  } 

Ifra'l  mufl  live  through  e'v'ry  Age^ 

Andbeth"  Almighty" s  Care.  J 

P  A  U  S  E    I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  Saints, 

And  thus prGvok'd  their  GOD, 
Mofes  was  fentat  their  Complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  Rod. 

10  He  cali'd  for  Darknefs :  Darknefs  came 

Like  an  o'erwhehning  Flood  ; 
He  turn'd  each  Lake,  and  ev'ry  Stream, 
To  Lakes  and  Streams  of  Blood. 

11  He  gave  the  Sign,  and  noifome  Flies 

Through  the  whole  Country  fpreadj 
And  Frogs  in  croaking  Armies  rife 
About  the  Monarch's  Bed. 
iz  Through  Fields,  and  Towns,  and  Palaces, 
The  tenfold  Vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  Swarms  devour  their  Trees, 
And  Hail  their  Cattle  flew. 
13  Then  by  an  AngePs  Midnight  Stroke, 
The  Flow'r  of  Egypt  dy'd  j 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Houfe  was  broke. 
Their  Glory  and  their  Pride. 
14.  NoTAj  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage^ 
Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  j 
Ifr'el  viujl  Ifve  th>-ou^h  enfry  Age^ 
And  be  th"  Almighty  s  Care. 

PAUSE    n. 
15  Thus  were  the  Tribes  from  Bondage  brought, 
And  left  the  hated  Ground  ^ 
Each  fome  Egyptian  Sp.)ils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 
15  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  Way, 
And  mark'd  the"r  J  urnies  right. 
Gave  them  a  leading  Clovid  by  Day, 
A  fiery  Guide  by  Night. 
' -  J  I  57  They 


192  PSALM    CVI. 

17  They  thirft  j  and  Waters  from  the  Rock 
In  rich  Abundance  flow. 
Arid  following  Itill  the  Courfe  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  Defart  through. 
38  O  wond'rous  Stream  !  O  blefled  Type 
Of  ever-flowing  Grace ! 
So  Cbriji  our  Rock  maintains  our  Life 
Through  all  this  Wildernefs. 
19  Thus  guarded  by  th' Almighty  Hand, 
The  chofcn  Tribes  pofTefl: 
Catiaan^  the  rich,  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  I  here  enjoy 'd  their  Reft, 
to  Then  Iti  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 
The  Church  renounce  her  Tear  j 
Ifr'el  muji  li've  through  e'v'ry  Age, 
And  be  tb"  Almigbtfs  Care. 

PSALM  106.     v.  1 — 5.     Firft  Part, 

Praife  to  God  j  or,  Communion  luith  Saints. 

1  rr  O  GOD  the  great,  the  ever-bleft, 

I.     Let  Songs  «f  Honour  be  addreft  j 
His  Mercy  firm  for  ever  ftands ; 
Give  him  ihe  Thanks  his  Love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  W'onders  of  thy  Ways  ? 
Who  fhail  fulfil  thv  ooundlefs  Praife  ? 
Bleil  ra-e  the  Souls  that  fear  Thee  ftill, 
And  pay  their  Duty  to  thy  Will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  Mercy  did 
For  Jac(.b\  Race,  thy  chofen  Seed  ; 
And  vith  the  fame  Salvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  vSuppliant  of  thy  Grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  Tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  Triumphs  with  my  Voice  ! 
This  is  my  Glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  Saints,  and  near  to  Thee. 


PSALM 


PSALM    CVII.  193 

PSTiXM    106.    <:;.  7,  8,  It — 14,  43— 4S. 
Second  Part.    $hort  Metre. 

Ifrael  punijb'd  and  pardon" d\  or,  God'j  unchange- 
able Lo've. 

I  /^  OD  of  eternal  Love, 
VJJ  How  fickle  are  our  Ways? 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifr'^el  prove 
Thy  Conftancy  of  Grace  ! 
a  Theyfaw  thy  Wonders  wrought. 
And  then  thy  Praife  they  fung  j 
But  foon  thy  Works  of  Pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmar'd  with  their  Tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  Word, 

While  Rocks  with  Rivers  flowj 
Now  with  their  Lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  Faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  Groans, 
Brought  his  own  Cov'nant  to  his  Thoughts, 
And  caird  them  ftill  his  Sons. 

5  Tiieir  Names  were  in  his  Book, 

He  fav'd  'em  from  their  Foes : 
Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  People  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  i/rV/  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  Race  s 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  Word, 
Ameni  to  all  the  Praife. 

PSALM    107.     Firji  Part. 

Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chriftians  to  Heanjen. 

3   1^  IVE  Thanks  to  GOD:  He  reigns  above, 
\J  Kind  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Name  is  Love  j 
His  Mercy  Ages  pafb  have  known. 
And  Ages  long  to  come  (hall  own, 

I  4  a  Let 


■tn  PSALM  evil. 

2  Let  the  Redeemed'of  the  Lord 
The  Wonders  of  his  Grace  record  j 
7/rV/,  the  Nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  Foes. 

-,  [When  GOD'S  Almighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  Fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  Yoke, 
They  trac'dtheDefart,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  folitary  Ground  ! 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  Road, 
Nor  City  for  a  fix'd  Abode  j 
Nor  Food  nor  Fountain  to  afTwage 
TlKTT^rning  Thirft,  or  Hunger's  Rage.] 

:  Ivi  their  Diftrefs  to  G  OD  they  cry'd  j 
GOD  wa&  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  ; 
He  led  their  March  far  wand'ring  round  j 
'Twas  the  right  Path  to  Canaan^  Ground. 

6  Thus  when  our  firft  Releafe  we  gain 
From  Sin's  old  Yoke,  and  Satan's  Chain, 
We  have  this  defart  World  to  pafs, 
A  d;mgerous  and  tirefome  Place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  Way, 
He  guides  our  Footfteps  left  we  ftray. 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  Hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  Land, 

g  O  let  the  Saints  with  Joy  record 
The  Truth  and  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works !  how  kind  his  Ways'! 
Let  ev'ry  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

PSALM    107.     Second  Part. 

Corref/ion  for  Sin^  a7id  Releafe  by  Prayer. 
I    T_?'R  CM  Age  to  Age  exdt  hisName, 
JP    GOD  c.nd  his  Grace  are  ftill  the  fame , 
He  fills  the  hungry  Soul  with  Food, 
And  feeds  the  Poor  with  ev'ry  Good. 
«  Bat  if  their  Hearts  rebel  ard  rife 
Againlt  the  GOD  that  rules  the  Skies, 
^  If 


PSALM    CVII.  195 

If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  Word, 
And  flight  the  Counfels  oF  the  Lord  j 

3  He'll  bring  their  Spirits  to  the  Ground, 
And  no  Deliverer  fhall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  Grief  they  wafte  their  Breath 
Ln  Darknefs  and  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  CrieSj 
He  makes  the  dawning  Light  arife. 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  Shade 
That  bung  fo  heavy  round  their  Head. 

5  He  cuts  the  Bars  of  Brafs  in  two. 
And  lets  the  fmiling  Pris'ners  through, 
Takes  off  the  Load  of  Guilt  and  Grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'j  ing  Soul  Relief. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  cf  Men  record 

The  wond'rcus  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works !  how  kind  his  Ways  i 
Let  ev'ry  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife, 

PSALM    107.     Third  Part. 

Tntemperanci  fumjhed  and  pardoncd\  or,  A  Pfalm 
for  the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

J  "T  T  A I N  Man  on  foolifti  Pleafures  bent, 
V     Prepares  for  his  own  Punrfliment, 

What  Pains,  what  loathfome  Maladies, 

From  Lux'iry  and  Luft  arife  ! 
a  The  Drunkard  feels  his  Vitals  wafte; 

Yet  drowns  his  Health  to  pleafe  his  Tafte  5 

Till  all  his  a61ive  Pow'rs  are  loft. 

And  fainting  Life  draws  near  the  Duft. 

3  The  Glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat. 
His  Soul  abhors  delicious  Meat ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  Loads  oppreft, 
Wpuld  yield  to  Death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Sinners  fly 
^To  GOD  for  Help  with  earneft  Cry ! 

15  •  Ke 


J96  PSALM    CVII. 

He  hears  their  Groans,  prolongs  their  Breath, 
And  laves  them  fi  om  approaching  Death. 

5  No  Med'cines  could  effect  the  Cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fure-. 

The  de^.dly  Sentence  GOD  repeals. 
He  fends  his  fov'reign  Word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wondVous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord ! 
And  let  their  thankful  OfF'rings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  Love. 

PSALM  107.    Fourth  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Deli'verance  from  Storms  and  Shipivreck  j  or,  The 
Seaman's  Song. 

1    l^/OULDyoubehold  the  Works  of  God, 
W    His  Wonders  in  the  World  abroad. 
Go  with  the  Mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  Regions  of  the  Seas. 

z  They  leave  their  native  Shores  behind, 
And  feize  the  Favour  of  the  Wind  ; 
Till  GOD  commands,  and  Tempefts  rife 
That  heavs  the  Ocean  to  the  Skies. 

3  Now  to  the  Heav'ns  they  mount  amain. 
Now  fmk  to  dreadful  Deeps  again ; 
What  ftrange  Affrights  young  Sailors  feel, 
And  like  a  ftaggering  Drunkard  reel ! 

4  When  Land  is  far,  and  Death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  ail  Hope,  to  G  O  D  they  cry  : 
His  Mercy  hears  the  loud  Addrefs, 
And  fends  Salvation  in  Diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  Winds  their  Wrath  aflfwage. 
The  furious  Waves  forget  their  Rage  : 
'Tis  calm  j  and  Sailors  fmile  to  fee 
The  Haven  wheie  they  wift'd  to  be. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord ! 
Let  them  their  private  OfF'rings  bring. 
And  in  the  Church  his  Glory  fing. 

PSALM 


PSALM    CVII.  197 

PS/^LM  107.    Fifth  Part,    Common  Metre. 
"Jhe  Mariners  Pfaim. 

I  ^T^HY  Works  of  Glory,  raighty  Lord, 
A       Thy  Wonders  in  the  Deeps, 
The  Sons  of  Courage  ihall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  Ships, 
a  At  thy  Commands  the  Winds  arife. 
And  fweli  the  tovv'ring  Waves  j 
The  Men  aftonifli'd  mount  the  Skies, 
And  fink  in  gaping  Graves. 
3  [Again  they  climb  tiie  wat'ry  Hills, 
And  plunge  in  Deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  Drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  Courage  vain. 
4.  Frighted  to  hear  the  Tempefts  roar, 
They  pant  v^-ith  flatty  ing  Breath, 
And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  Shore, 
Expert  immediate  Death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Cries  j  - 

He  hears  the  loud  R^queft, 
And  orders  Silence  through  the  Skies, 
And  lays  the  Floods  to  rfeft.  . 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  loie  their  Fears, 

And  fee  the  Storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  Eyes  the  Port  appears  j 
There  let  their  Vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  GOD  that  brings  them  fafe  to  Land  ; 

Let  ftupid  Mortals  know 
That  Waves  are  under  his  Command, 

And  all  the  Winds  that  blow. 
3  O  that  the  Sons  of  Men  would  praife 

The  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wond'rous  Ways,  , 

Thy  wond'rous  Love  record. 


16  ^    PSALM 


198  PSALM    CVII. 

PSALM    107.    Laji  Part. 

Colonies  planted',  or.  Nations  hlefi  and punijhed. 

A  Pfalm  for  Nenu-England. 

1  \  TTHEN  God  provok'd  with  daring  Crimes 

W     Scou.  ges  the  Madnefs  of  the  Times,  ' 
He  turns  their  Fields  to  barren  Sand, 
And  dries  the  Rivers  from  the  Land. 

2  His  Word  can  raife  the  Springs  again. 
And  make  the  withered  Mountains  green, 
Send  fliow'ry  Blefllngs  from  the  Skies, 
And  Harvelts  in  the  Defarts  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  Beafts  of  Prey, 
Or  Men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  Qpprell  and  Poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  Towns  and  Cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  Fields,  and  Trees  .they  plant, 
V/hofji  \ early  Fruit  fupplies  their  Wan'  : 
Their  Race  grows  up  from  fruitful  Stoeks, 
Their  Vyealth  i:.creafes  with  their  Flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fjn. 
He  lets  the  heathen  Nations  in, 

A  favage  Crew  invades  their  Lands, 
Their  Prin  :es  A\q  by  barb'rous  Hands. 

6  Their  captive  Sons  expos'd  to  Scorn, 
Wander  unpi.y'd  and  forlorn  : 
The  Country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd. 
And  Defolation  fpreads  the  Field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  Nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  Hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  Cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  Churches  live.] 

8  The  Righteous,  with  a  joyful  Senfe, 
Admire  the  Works  of  Providence  j 
And  Tongues  of  Atheifts  fliall  no  more 
Blafpjieme  the  G  O  D  that  Saints  adore. 

9  How 


PSALM    ex.  19^ 

9  How  few  with  pious  Care  record 

Thefe  wond'rous  Dealings  of  the  Lord  I 
But  wife  Obfervers  ftill  (hall  find 
Tlje  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  kind. 

PSALM    109.    f.  I— -5,  31. 

Love  to  Enemes  from  the  Example  of  Chrift. 

1  t~^  O  D  of  my  Mercy  and  vc\y  Praife, 
VJJ     Thy  Glory  is  my  Song  j 
Though  Sinners  fpeak  againft  thy  Grace 

With  a  blafpheming  Tongue. 

2  When  in  the  Form  of  mortal  Man 

Thy  Son  on  Earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  Slanders  falfe  and  vain 

They  corapafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  Miseries  his  Compaflion  move. 

Their  Peace  he  ftill  purfu'd  j 
They  render  Hatred  for  his  Love, 
And  Evil  for  his  Good, 
4.  Their  Malice  rag'd  without  a  Caufe, 
Yet  with  his  dying  Breath 
He  pray'd  for  Murd'rers  on  the  Crofsj 
And  blefthis  Foes  in  Breath. 

5  Lord,  Ihall  thy  bright  Example  fliine 

In  vain  before  my  ^es  ? 
Give  me  a  Soul,  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  Enemies. 

6  The  Lord  fliall  on  my  Side  engage. 

And  in  my  Saviour's  Name 
I  fliall  defeat  their  Pride  and  Rage, 
Who  flander  and  condpnin. 

PSALM   no.    Etrfi  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Ghrill  txahedf  and  Multitudes  eonveriedj  or,  Thi 

Succefs  of  the  Gofpeh 

I  'Tp  H  U  S  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

J.    To  Cbrifi  the  Son  j  "  Afcend  and  fit 

*^  At 


200  ^,.P  S  A  L  M    ex. 

"  At  my  Right-hand,  till  Ifhall  make 
"  Thy  Foes  lubmiflive  at  thy  Feet 

2  "  From  Sion  fliall  thy  Word  proceed, 

*'  Thy  Word,  the  Scepter  in  thy  Hand, 
«'  Shall  make  the  Hearts  of  Rebels  bleed, 
**  And  how  their  Wills  to  thy  Command. 

3  "  That  Day  lliali  fhew  ihy  Pow'r  is  great, 

"  When  £aints  thall  fl  ck  with  willing  Minds, 
*'  And  Sinners  coud  thy  Temple  Gate, 
*'  Where  Holinefs  in  Beauty  fhines." 

4  O  bleflfed  PowV  !  O  glorious  Day  ! 
Wh-U  a  large  Vid'ry  Ihail  enfae  I 
And  Converts,  who  thy  Grace  (bey, 
Exceed  the  Drops  of  Morning  Dew. 

PSALM  no.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Thf  Kingdom  and  Prlephood  of  Chrift. 

1  ^^  HUS  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea, 

J^     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fworej 
"  Eternal  fhall  thy  Priefthood  be, 
*'  And  change  from  Hand  to  Hand  no  more. 

2  *'  Aaron,  and  all  hisb'ons  m\iftdie, 
*'  But  everlafting  Life  is  thine, 

"  To  fave  for  ever  thofe  that  fly 

"  For  Refuge  from  the  Wrath  divine. 

3  *'  By  me  McUhifedec  was  made 

"  On  Earth  a  King  and  Prieft  at  once  : 

"  And  thou,  my  heav'nly  Prieft,  (halt  plead  ; 

**  And  thou,  my  King,  flialt  rule  my  Sons." 

4  Jejus  the  P;  ieft  afcends  his  Throne, 
While  Counfels  of  eternal  Peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Px-oceed  with  Honour  and  Succefs. 

5  Through  the  whole  Earth  his  Pveign  (hall  fpread, 
And  cruih  the  PowYs  that  dare  rebel; 

Then  fhall  he  judge  the  rifingDead, 
And  fend  the  guilty  World  to  Hell. 

6  Thoug); 


1 


PSALM    CXI.  aoi 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  Way, 
He  drinks  the  Cup  of  Tears  and  Blood, 
The  Suff 'rings  of  thut  dreadful  Day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  GOD. 

PSALM    no.    Common  Metre. 

ChriftV  Kingdom  and  Priejihood. 

1  TESUS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  Throne, 
J    And  near  thy  Father  fit ; 

In  Sion  fliall  thy  PowY  be  known, 
And  make  thy  Foes  fubmit. 

2  What  Wonders  fliall  thy  Gofpel  do ! 

Thy  Converts  fliall  furpafs 
The  numerous  Drops  of  Morning  Dew, 
And  own  thy  fov'reign  Grace. 

3  GOD  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  Decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  fwore; 
"  Eternal  fliall  thy  Priefthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  Melchifedec,  that  wond'rous  Pried, 

"  That  King  of  high  Degree, 

"  That  holy  Man  who  Abr-arnldXt^ 

"  Was  but  a  Type  of  Thee." 

5  Jefus,  our  Prieft,  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above ; 
Jefus,  our  King,  for  ever  gives 
The  Bleffings  of  his  Love. 

6  GOD  fliall  exalt  his  glorious  Head, 

And  his  high  Throne  maintain. 
Shall  ftrike  the  Pow'rs  and  Princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  Reign. 

PSALM.   111.     Firfi  Part. 

The  Wlfdom  of  God  in  h:s  Works, 

I   Q  ONGS  of  immortal  Praife  belong 

O     To  our  Almighty  GOD; 

He  has  my  Heart,  and  he  my  Tongue 

To  fpreadhis  Name  abroad. 

a  How 


Z02  PSALM    CXI. 

a  How  great  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought ! 
Ho'.v  glorious  in  our  Sight  ! 
And  Men  in  evYy  Age  have  fought 
His  Wotiders  with  Delight. 
3  How  moft  exadt  is  Nacui  e's  Frame ! 
How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  Counfels  never  change  the  Scheme 
That  his  firft  Thoughts  delign'd. 
4.  When  he  redeemed  his  cholen  Sons, 
He  fixt  his  Covenant  fure  j 
The  Orders  thnt  his  Lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  Years  endure. 
3  Nature  and  7  ime.  and  Earth  and  Skies 
Thy  heav'nly  Skill  proclaim  : 
What  ftiall  we  do  to  make  us  wife^ 
But  learn  to  read  thy  Name  ? 
6  To  fear  thy  Pow'r,  to'truft  thy  Grace 
Is  our  divineft  Skill ; 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  Race 
Th%t  belt  obeys  thy  Will. 

PSALM    III.    Second  Part, 

The  PerfeSiions  of  God. 
1  f^  R  E  A  T  is  the  Lord ;  his  Works  of  Might 
VJJ    Demand  our  nobleft  Songs  : 
Let  his  affembled  Saints  unite 
Tbcir  Harmony  of  Tongues. 
a  Great  is  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  Children  Food  j 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  Word, 
He  makes  his  Promife  good. 
3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
To  feal  his  Covenant  fure  : 
Holy  and  Reverend  is  his  Name, 

His  Ways  are  juft  and  pure.  ^ 

4.  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 
Mult  with  his  Rear  begin  j 

Our 


PSALM    CXII.  303 

Our  faireft  Proof  of  Knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  Sin. 

PSALM  112.    As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

I'he  BUJings  of  the  liberal  Man* 
X  np  H  A  T  Man  is  bleft  who  ftands  in  Awe 
i    Of  G  OD,  and  loves  hisfacred  Law, 
His  Seed  on  Earth  Ihall  be  renown'd  j 
His  Houfe  the  Seat  of  Wealth  (hall  be, 
An  inexhaufted  Treafury, 
And  with  fucceffive  Honours  crown'd. 
a  Hislib'ral  Favours  he  extends, 
Tofome  he  gives,  to  others  lends : 
A  generous  Pity  fills  his  Mind  : 
Yet  what  his  Charity  impairs. 
He  faves  by  Prudence  in  Affairs, 
And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  Mankind. 
3  His  Hands,  while  they  his  Alms  beftow'd. 
His  Glory's  future  Harveft  fow'd  j 

The  fweet  Remembrance  of  the  Juli 
Like  a  green  Root  revives,  and  bears 
A  Train  of  BlefTings  for  his  Heirs, 
When  dying  Nature  fleeps  in  Duft. 
4.  Befet  with  threat'ning Dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  ih?ll  he  maintain  his  Ground  j 
His  Confcit-nce  holds  his  Courage  up : 
The  Soul  that's  fill'd  with  Virtue's  Light, 
Shines  brigbteft  in  Affli#ion's  Night : 
And  fees  in  Darknefs  Beams  of  Hope, 

PAUSE. 
5  [111  Tidings  never  can  furprize 
His  Heart,  that  fix'd  on  G  OJ>relies, 

Though  Waves  and  Tempefts  roar  around  ; 
Safe  on  the  Rockheiits,  and  fees 
The  Shipwreck  of  his  Enemies, 

And  all  their  Hope  and  Glory  drown'd. 

^  The 


t04  PSALM    CXII. 

6  The  Wicked  (hall  his  Triumph  fee, 
AntI  gnafti  their  Teeth  in  Agony, 

To  find  their  Expeftations  croft  J 
They  and  their  Envy,  Pride  and  Spite, 
Sink  down  to  ererlafting  Night, 

And  all  their  N.mes  in  Darknefs  loft.] 


T 


PSALM    Hi.    Long  Metre. 

The  BleJ/ings  of  the  Pious  and  i.haritahle, 
H  R I G  E  happy  Man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 


Honour  and  Peace  his  Days  attend. 
And  Bleffings  to  his  Seed  defcend. 
%  CompafTion  dwells  upon  his  Mind, 
To  Works  of  Mercy  ftill  inclined  : 
He  lends  the  Poor  fome  prefent  Aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid  : 

3  When  Times  grow  dark,  and  Tidings  fpread 
That  fill  his  Neighbours  round  with  Dread, 
His  Heart  is  arm'd  againft  the  Fear, 

For  GOD  with  all  his  Pow'r  is  there. 

4  His  Soul  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  Courage  from  his  Word  j 
Amidft  the  Darknefs  Light  (hall  rife. 
To  chear  his  Heart  and  blefs  his  Eyes, 

5  He  hatb  difpers'd  his  Alms  abroad, 
His  Works  are  ftill  before  his  God  ; 
His  Name  on  Earth  (hall  long  remain. 
While  envious  Sinners  fret  in  vain. 

PSALM    112.    Common  Metre. 
Liberality  rewarded, 

1  ILT  APP  Y  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
XJ.  And  f<illows  his  Commands, 
Who  lends  the  Poor  without  Reward, 

Or  gives  with  liberal  Hands. 

2  As  Pity  dwells  within  his  BreaS: 

To  all  the  Sons  of  Need  j 


So 


PSALM    CXnr.  ao5 

So  GOD  (hall  anfwer  his  Requeft, 
With  Bleffings  on  his  Seed. 
3  No  evil  Tidings  fhall  furprize 
His  well  eftabliih'd  Mind  j 
His  Soul  to  G  O  D,  his  Refuge,  flics, 
And  leaves  his  Fears  behind. 
4.  In  Times  of  general  Diftrefs 

Some  lieams  of  Light  fliall  (hine. 
•    To  (hew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefs^ 

And  give  him  Peace  divine. 
5  His  Works  of  Piety  and  Love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  5 
Honour  on  Earth,  and  Joys  above. 
Shall  be  his  lure  Reward. 
« 

P  S  A  L  M   1T3.    Proper  Tune, 
The  Majtjiy  and  Condefcenfion  of  God, 
J   XT'  E  that  delight  to  ferre  the  Lord, 
1^- '     JL      The  HoKOurs  of  hi«  Name  record, 
^^^       His  facred  Name  for  ever  blefs  : 
,ij^:^  Where-e'er  the  circling  Sun  diiplays 
^"■*.  His  rifi»g  Beams,  or  fet:ingRays, 

Let  Lands  and  Seas  his  Pow'r  confefs. 
a  Nor  Time,  nor  Nature's  narrow  Rounds, 
Can  give  his  vaft  Dominion  Bounds  5 

The  Heav'ns  are  far  below  his  Height: 
Let  no  created  Greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  GOD  compare, 
ArmM  with  his  uncreated  Might. 

3  Ke  bows  his  glorious  Head  to  view  . 
What  the  bright  Hofts  of  Angels  do, 

And  bends  his  Care  to  mortal  Things  j 
His  fov'reign  Hand  exalts  the  Poor, 
He  takes  the  Needy  from  the  Door, 

And  makes  them  Company  for  Kings. 

4  When  childlefs  Families  defpair. 
He  fends  the  Bleffing  of  an  Heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  Name ; 

The 


ao6  PSALM    CXm. 

The  Mother  with  a  thankful  Voice 

Proclaims  his  Praifes  and  her  Joysj 

Let  cvVy  Age  advance  his  Fame. 

PSALM    113.     Long  Metre. 

God  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 
I  '^T'  ^  Servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
1        In  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fingi 
Where-e'er  the  Sun  (hall  rife  or  fet> 
The  Nations  fliali  his  Praife  repeat, 
a  Above  the  Earth,  beyond  the  Sky 
Stands  his  high  Throne  of  Majeft)'  5 
Nor  Time  nor  Place  his  Power  reftrain. 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  Reign.  # 

3  Which  of  the  Sons  of  Adam  dare, 
OrAng[els,  with  their  GOD  compare? 
His  Glories  how  divinely  bright^ 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  Light  ? 

4  Behold  bis  Love,  he  ftoops  to  view 
What  Sa.nts  above  and  Angels  do; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know  " 
The  mean  Affairs  of  Men  below. 

5  From  Dull  and  Cottages  obfcure. 
His  Grace  exalts  the  hum'^le  Poor; 
Gives  them  the  Honour  of  his  Sons, 

And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  Thrones. 
[6  A  Word  of  his  creating  Voice 

Can  ma^e  the  barren  Houfe  rejoice : 

Though  Sarah^s  ninety  Years  were  paft, 

The  promised  Seed  is  born  at  laft. 
7  With  Joy  the  Mother  views  her  Son, 

And  tells  the  Wonders  GOD  has  done; 

Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  Senfe  defpairsj 

If  Nature  fails  the  Promife  bears.] 

PSALM 


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PSALM    CXV.  207 

PSALM     114. 

Miracles  attending  Ifraer/  Journey. 

I   X\  7  H  E  N  Ifr'el,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  Hand, 
V  T      Left  the  proud  Tyranf,  and  his  Land, 
The  Tribes  with  chearful  tfomage  own 
Their  King,  and  y«</^A  was  his  Throne, 

a  Acrofs  the  Deep  their  Journey  lay  ; 
The  Deep  divides  to  make  them  Way  » 
Jordan  beheld  their  March,  and  fled 
With  backward  Current  to  his  Head. 

3  The  Mountains  fhook  like  frighted  Sheep, 
Like  Lambs  the  little  Hillocks  leap  ! 
Not  Sinai  on  her.Bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fov Yeign  Pow'r  at  Hand, 

4.  What  Pow'r  could  make  the  Deep  divide  ? 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  Tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  Hills  ? 
And  whence  the  Fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

ij  Let  ev'ry  Mountain,  ev'ry  Flood 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  GOD, 
The  King  of  Ifr'el :  See  him  here  : 
Tremble  thou  Earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all.Nature  mourns. 
The  Rock  to  ftanding  Pools  he  turns, 
Flints  fpring  with  Fountains  at  his  Word, 
And  Fires  and  Seas  confefs  the  Lord. 

PSALM    115.    Firft  Metre. 

The  true  God  our  Refuge  ;  or,  Idolatry  repronjed* 

1   IVfO  T  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  Duft, 
X^    Not  to  ourfelves  is  Glory  due, 
Eternal  GOD,  Thou  only  Juft, 
Thou  only  Gracious,  Wife  and  True. 
a  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  Name  : 
•Why  (hould  a  Heat  Ms  haughty  Tongue 

Lnfult 


sot  PSALM    CXV. 

Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  Shame, 
Say,  Where's  the  G  O  Dyou^'ve  fervid fo  long  f 
4  The  GOD  we  ferve  maintains  his  Throne 
Above  the  Clouds,  beyond  the  Skies, 
Through  all  the  Earth  his  Will  is  done. 
He  knows  our  Groans,  he  hears  our  Cries. 

4  But  the  vain  Idols  they  adore. 

Are  fenfclefs  Shapes  of  Stone  and  Wood  j 
At  beft  a  Mafs  of  glittering  Ore, 
A  filver  Saint  or  golden  God. 

5  [With  Eyes  and  Ears  they  carve  their  Head  | 
Deaf  are  their  Ears,  their  Eyes  are  blind  j 
In  vain  are  coftly  OfF'rings  made. 

And  Vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  Wind. 

6  Their  Feet  were  never  made  to  move. 
Nor  Hands  to  fave  when  Mortals  pray. 
Mortals  that  pay  them  Fear  or  Love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  Ifr^ely  make  the  Lord  thy  Hope, 
Thy  Help,  thy  Refuge,  and  thy  Re 
The  Lord  (hall  build  thy  Ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  People  and  the  Prieft. 

S  The  Dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  Praife 
They  dwell  in  Silence  and  the  Grave 
But  we  (hall  live  to  fing  thy  Grace, 
And  tell  the  World  thy  PowY  to  fave 


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'aife,^^^H 


PSALM  I  If.  Second  Metre.  As  the  New  Tune 

of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Popijh  Idolatry  reproved, 

A  Pfalm  for  the  5th  of  No'vember, 

1  "VJOT  to  our  Names,  thou  only  Juft  and  True, 

X\    Not  to  our  worthlefs  Names  is  Glory  due  j 

Thy  Pow'r  &  Grace,  thy  Truth  &  Juftice  claim 

Immortal  Honours  to  thy  fov'reign  Name, 

[Abode, 
Shine  through  the  Earth  from  Heaven,  thy  bleft 
Nor  let  the  Heathens  fay,  ^^Andiubere^fyourGodf 

%  Heaven 


P  S  A  L  M    CXV.  «09 

[Throne, 
s  Heav*n  is  thine  higher  Court :  There  ftands  thy 
And  thro'  the  lower  Worlds  thy  Will  is  done  : 

[fpread. 
Our  God  fram'd  all  this  Earth,  thefe  Heav'ns  he 
But  Fools  adore  theGods  their  Hands  have  made. 
The  kneeling  Croud  with  Looks  devout  behold 
Their  Silver  Saviours,  and  their  Saints  of  Gold, 

3  [Vain  arethofe  artful  Shapes  of  Eyes  and  Ears  j 
The  molten  Image  neither  fees  nor  hears : 
TheirHands  are  helplefs,northeirFeet  can  move. 
They  have  no  Speech,  nor  Thought,  norPowY, 

fnor  Love; 
Yet  fottifh  Mortals  make  their  long  Complaintt 
To  their  deaf  Idols,  and  their  movelefs  Saints. 

4  The  Rich  have  Statues  well  adorn'd  with  Gold, 
The  Poor  content  with  Gods  of  coarler  Mould, 
With  Tools  of  Iron  carve  the  fenfefefs  Stock, 

from  a  Tree,  or  broken  from  a  Rock ; 
leand  Prieft  drive  on  the  folemn  Trade, 

nd  truft  theGods  thatSaws&Hammersmade.] 
Be  Heay'n  and  Earth  amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
WhichTs  more  ftupid,  or  their  Gods,  or  they, 

Ifr'ely  truft  the  Lord :  He  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  Sorrows,  and  reftores  thy  Peace  : 
His  Worfliip  does  a  thoufand  Comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  Help,  and  Jie  thine  heav'nljr  Shield. 
O  "Britain,  truft  the  lord  :  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Al^empt  thy  Ruin,  and  oppofe  his  Reign  j 
Had  they  prevail'd,  Darknefs  had  closed  our 

[Days, 
And  Death  and  Silence  had  forbid  his  Praife  s 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  Let  Songs  arife. 
And  BritoHi  blefs  the  G  OD  that  built  the  Skies. 


PSALM 


zi9  PSALM    CXVL 

PSALM    ii6.     FirJI  Part, 

Re  con)  try  from  Sicknefs. 

1  T  LO  VE  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  Cries, 
Jl     And  pity'd  every  Groan, 
Long  as  1 1  ve,  when  Troubles  rife, 

I'll  haiiCii  ro  his  Throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  j  he  bow'd  his  Ear, 

And  chas'd  my  Griefs  away  : 

O  let  my  Heart  no  more  defpair, 

While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  Flelh  declin'd,  my  Spirits  fell. 

And  I  drew  near  tke  Dead, 
While  inward  Pangs  and  Fears  of  Hell 
Perplexed  my  wakeful  Head. 

4  "  My  G  OD,  I  cry'd,  thy  Servant  fave, 

**  Thou  ever  good  and  Juft  ; 
"  Thy  Fow'r  can  refcue  from  the  Grave, 
"  Thy  Pow'r  is  all  my  Truft." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  dillreft,       ^- 

He  bid  my  Pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  Soul,  to  God  thy  Reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  Love. 

6  My  GOD  hath  fav'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  Tears : 
Now  tc  his  Praife  I'll  fpend  my  Breath, 
And  my  remaining  Years. 

PSA,LM  11 6.     t;.  12,  &c.     Second  Part, 

..  Vonvs  made  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  ;  or, 
public  Thanks  for  private  Deli'verance, 
t  \X7HAT  (liall  I  render  to  my  GOD 
VV      For  all  his  Kindnefs  (hown  ? 
My  Feet  Ihall  vifit  thine  Ab6de, 
My  Songs  addrefs  thy  Throne, 
a  Among  the  Saints  that  fill  thine  Houfe 
My  Off 'ring  ihall  be  paid  j 

There 


PSALM    CXVir.  azi 

There  (hall  my  Zeal  perform  the  Vows 
My  Soul  in  Anguifli  made. 

3  How  much  is  Mercy  thy  Delight, 

Thou  eirer  bleiFed  GOD! 
How  dear  thy  Servants  in  thy  Sight  I 
How  precious  is  their  Blood  I 

4  How  happy  all  thy  Serv^ats  are  ! 

How  great  thy  Grace  to  me  ! 
My  Life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  C*re^ 
Lord,  I  devote  to  Thee. 

5  Now  I  am  Thine,  for  ever  Thine, 

Nor  (hall  my  Purpofe  move  j 
Thy  Hand  has  loosed  my  Bonds  of  Pviin, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  Love. 

6  Here  in  thy  Courts  I  leave  my  Vow, 

And  thy  rich  Grace  record  ; 
Witnefs,  ye  Saints,  who  bear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 

PSALM   127.   Common  Metre, 
Praife  to  God  from  all  Nations. 
3  f^  A  LL  ye  Nations  praife  the  Lord, 
^^    Each  with  a  diff'rent  Tongue  j 
In  ev'ry  Language  learn  his  Word, 
And  let  bis  Name  be  fung. 
a  His  Mercy  reigns  through  ev'ry  Land^ 
Proclaim  his  Grace  abroad  : 
For  ever  firm  his  Truth  fhall  ftand  j 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  GOD. 

PSALM   117.    Long  Metre. 
I  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies, 
j7      Let  the  Creator's  Praife  arife  j 
Let  the  Redeemer's  Name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  Land,  by  ev'ry  Tongue, 
ft  Eternal  are  tihy  Mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth  attends  thy  Word  j 

K  Thy 


ts*  PSALM    CXVIII. 

^Th)'  Praife  fhall  found  from  Shore  to  Shoru^ 

r   Till  Sun  fliall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

t  ; 

/^  PS  A  L  M  117.    Short  Metre.      \       . 

1  T^HY  Name,  Almighty  Lord,                    .      ] 

^  •*■      Shall  found  through  diftant  Lands  ;      \  i 

— ^_-.  Great  is  thy  Grace,  and  fure  thy  Word  \         ^ 

[   )  Thy  Truth  for  ever  ftands.                          ^  -x 

I    \     »  Far  be  thine  Honour  fpread,  / 

t     1  And  long  thy  Praife  endure,    ' 

\1  Till  Morning-Light  and  Evening-Shade      i   ^ 

r-^  Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more.                        '\ 

PSALM  118.  'v.  6—15.  Firji  Part 
Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 
n^HE  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now, 
•*■      Nor  is  my  Faith  afraid 
What  all  the  Sons  of  Earth  can  do, 

Since  Heav'n  affords  its  Aid, 
*Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  Thee, 

And  have  my  GOD  my  Friend,  jw 

Than  truft  in  Men  of  high  Degree,  ' 

And  on  their  Truth  depend. 
""  S     3  Like  Bees,  my  Foes  befet  me  round, 
v^  A  large  and  angry  Swarm  ; 

\         But  I  fliall  all  their  Rage  confound, 
^^  By  thine  Almighty  Arm. 

^      4  'Tis  through  the  Lord  my  Heart  is  ftrong, 
,.^-  In  him  my  Lips  rejoice  j  x-^^*" 

—'/         While  his  Salvation  is  my  Song,  /if 

I  How  chearful  is  my  Voice  !  \^^'^ 

5  Like  angrv  Bees  they  girt  me  round  j 
When  GOD  appears  they  fly 
So  burning  Thorns,  with  crackling  Soun 
Make  a  fierce  Blaze,  and  die. 
"  V    €  Joy  to  the  Saints  and  Peace  belongs  } 
Th€  Lord  proteiis  their  Days } 


i 


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PSALM    CXViri,  113 

Let  Jfr'el  tune  immortal  Songs 
To  his  Almighty  Grace. 

P  S  A  .L  M     iig.    *i;.  17— ai.     Secund  Pari, 

Public  Praife  for  Deliverance  from  Death,  <^ 

^%  r   O  R  D,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servant's  Cry, 
^    J-'     And  refcu'd  from  the  Grave  ; 
*.  Now  fliall  he  live  (and  none  can  die, 

-     If  GO  D  refolve  to  fave.)  'C 

»  Thy  Praife,  more  conftant  than  beforej, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  Breath  ; 
Thy  Hand,  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore, 
/     i  Defends  him  ftill  from  Death. 
3  Open  the  Gates  of  Sion  now, 

For  we  (hall  worfliip  there,  ^ 

The  Houfe  where  all  the  Righteous  go,  ^ 

Thy  Mercy  to  declare.  «^ 

,4  Among  tb'  Aflemblies  of  thy  Saints,  ■-''^ 

Our  thankful  Voice  we  raife  j 
There  we  have  told  Thee  our  Complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

PSALM  118.    q/.  22,  23.     Third  Part, 

Chrift  the  Foundation  of  kis  Church,  '    I' 

3  "pEHOLD  the  fureF®undation-Stone,  \ 

^    Which  G  O  D  in  Sion  lays,  # 

To  build  our  heav'nly  Hopes  upon,  flf 

And  his  eternal  Praife.  ^ 

^  Chofen  of  GOD,  to  Sinners  dear. 
And  Saints  adore  the  Name, 
They  truft  their  whole  Salvation  here. 
Nor  ihall  they  fuffer  Shame. 
3  The  fuolifli  Builders,  Scribe  and  Priefr, 
Rejeft  it  with  Difdain  j 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  fhall  reft, 
hn^  Envy  rage  in  vain, 

K.  a  4  What 


£14.  PSA  L  M    CXVIII. 

4  What  though  the  Gates  of  Hell  withftood. 
Yet  muft  this  Building  rife  : 
•Tis  thy  own  Woik,  Almighty  GOD, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  Eyes. 

PSALM  ii8.  Fourth  Part.  i;.  24.,  45,  26, 

Hofanna  j  the  Lord's  Daj^  or,  Chrift's  RefurreSiion, 

and  our  Saluaiion. 
1  np  H  I S  is  the  Dny  the  Lord  hath  made» 
*    He  calls  the  Hours  his  own  ; 
Let  Heav'n  rejoice,  let  Earth  be  glad. 
And  Praife  furround  th;  Thr.ne. 
a  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  j 
And  Satan  %  Empire  fell  j 
To-day  the  Saints  his  Tiiumph  fpread, 
And  all  his  Wonders  tell. 

3  Hofanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  Dwvid^s,  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  Throne. 

4  Bl«ft  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  Men 

With  Mefiages  of  Grace; 
Who  ccmes  in  G  O  D  his  Father's  Name, 

To  fave  our  finful  Race. 
^  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  Strains 

The  Church  on  Earth  can  raife  ; 
The  Higheft  Heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns. 

Shall  give  him  nobler  Praiie. 

P  S  A  L  M  118.  V.  22—27.  Short  Metre. 

An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's-Day  ;  or,  a  ne'W  Song 
of  Salvation  by  Chrift, 

1  CEE  what  a  living  Stone 
•^    The  Builders  did  refufe ; 
Yet  GOD  hath  built  his  Church  thereon. 
In  Spite  of  envious  J^w/. 

a  The 


PSALM    CXVIir.  215 

a  The  Scribe  and  angry  Prieft 
Rejeft  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rockftiall  Sion  reff> 
As  the  chief  Corner-Stone, 

3  The  Work,  O  Lord,  is  Thine, 

And  wond'rous  in-our  Eyes  : 
This  Day  declares  it  all  divine. 
This  Day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  Day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  j 
Let  us  rejsice,  and  fing  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  Church  be  glad. 

5  Hojanna  to  the  King 

Of  Da'vid's  Royal  Blood  ; 
Blefs  Him,  ye  Saints,  He  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  GOD. 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  Word, 

Which  ali  this  Grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  Altar,  Lord, 
Our  Sacrifice  of  Praife. 

PSALM  ii8.  T.  22— 27.  Long  Metre* 

jifi  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's- Day  ;  or,  A  ne'w  Song 
of  Saltation  by  Chiift, 

I  T   O,  what  a  glorious  Corner-Stone 
*-'  The  Jenvijl)  Builders  did  refnfe  : 
But  GOD  hath  built  his  Church  thereof 
In  Spite  of  Envy,  and  the  Jenx)s. 

%  Great  GOD,  the  Work  is  ail  divine. 
The  Joy  and  Wonder  of  our  Eyes , 
This  is  the  Day  that  pr®ves  it  thine, 
The  Day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  Saints  be  glad  j 
Hofanna^  let  his  Name  be  bleft  ; 
A  thoufand  Honours  on  his  Head, 
With  Peace  and  Light  and  Gloiy  reft, 

K  3  4  In 


ai6  PSALM    CXIX. 

4  In  G  O  D's  own  Name  he  comes,  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  Race  j 

Xet  the  whole  Church  addrefs  their  King 

"Witk  Hearts  of  Joy,  and  Songs  of  Praiie.    - 

PSALM    CXIX. 

[7  ha've  colleSied  and  difpofed  the  mo  ft  ufeful  Verfes 
of  this  Ffalm  under  nghleen  different  Headsy  and 
-formed  a  Divine  Song  upon  each  of  them.  But  the 
Verfes  are  much  tranjpofedy  to  attain  fome  Degree  of 
ConneSlion. 

In  fome  Places,  among  the  PFords,  Law,  Com- 
rnands,  Judgments,  Teftimonies,  I  hanje  ufed 
Gofpel,  Word,  Grace,  Truth,  Promifes,  &c. 
as  more  agreeable  to  the  Neiv-Tefament,  and  the 
€omnion  Language  of  Chriftans,  and  it  equally  an^ 
fcvers  the  Deflgn  of  the  Pfalmill,  nvhicb  uuas  to  re-* 
(ommend  the  holy  Scripture.'} 

PSALM     119.    FirJ  Part, 

The  Blcffednffs  cf  Saints,  and  Mifery  of  Sinners. 
Ver,  I,  2,  3. 
LEST  are  the  undefiPd  in  Heart, 
Whofe  Ways  are  right  and  clean  5 
Who  never  from  thy  Law  depart. 
Bat  fly  from  ev'ry  Sin. 
ft  Bleft  are  the  Men  that  keep  thy  Word, 
And  praftife  thy  Commands  j 
With  their  whole  Heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  Thee  with  their  Hands. 
Ver.  165. 
3  Great  is  their  Peace  who  love  thy  Law ; 
How  firm  their  Souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  Temptation  draw 
Their  fteady  Feer  afide. 
Ver.  6. 
4.  Then  (hall  my  Heart  have  inward  Joy, 
And  keep  my  Face  from  Shame, 

When 


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PSALM    CXIX.  aJ7 

fVhen  all  thy  Statutes  I  obey. 
And  honour  all  thy  Name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 
I  But  haughty  Sinners  God  will  hate. 
The  Proud  fhall  die  accuril  j 
The  Sons  of  Falftiood  and  Deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  Duft. 
Ver.  119    155. 
5  Vile  as  the  Drofs  the  Wicked  are ; 
And  thofe  that  leave  thy  Way& 
Shall  fee  Salvation  from  afar. 
But  never  tafte  thy  Grace. 

PSALM  119.  Second  Part 

Secnt  Denjotion  and  Spiritual  Mindednejs  j  CT^ 
Conftant  Con'verfe  ^ith  God. 

Ver.  147,  55- 
s  n^  O  Thee,  before  the  dawning  Lights 
■^      My  gracious  G  O  D,  I  pray  j. 
I  meditate  thy  Name  by  Night, 
And  keep  thy  Law  by  Day. 
Ver.  81. 
a  My  Spirit  faints  to  fee  thy  Grace, 
Thy  Promife  bears  me  up, 
And  while  Salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  Word  fupports  my  Hope, 
Ver.  164.. 
3  Sev'n  Times  a  D^y  I  lift  my  Hands, 
Anci  pay  my  Thanks  to  Thee; 
Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  Praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 
4.  When  Midnight  Darknefs  veils  the  Skies, 
I  call  thy  Works  to  mind  ; 
My  Thoughts  in  warm  Devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  Acceptance  find. 

K  4..  PSALM 


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PSALM    CXIX. 


PSALM    319.    Third  Tart. 
FrofeJJion  of  Sincerily,  Repentance  and  Obedienct. 

Ver.  57,  60. 
I  '-pHOTJ  art  my  Portion,  O  my  GODj 
*      Soon  as  I  know  thv  Way, 
My  Keart  makes  Hafte  t'  obey  thy  Word, 
And  fufFers  no  Delay. 

Ver.  30,    14. 
a  I  choofe  the  Path  of  HeaVnly  Truth, 
And  glory  in  my  Choice  ; 
Not  all  the  Riches  of  the  Eatth 
Couid  make  i-^.e  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  Teftimonies  of  thy  Grace 

I  fet  before  my  Eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  Strength, 
And  there  my  Comfoi  t  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  Path, 

1  think  upon  my  Ways, 
The»turn  my  Feet  to  thy  Commands^ 
Al:id  truft  thy  pardoning  Grace. 
Ver.  94.,  114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  Servant,   Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  Shield,  my  Hiding-place  \ 
My  Hope  is  in  thy  Word. 
Ver.  iiz. 
i  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  Heart  of  mine 
Thy  Statutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  Life  (hall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  Will. 

PSALM  119     Fourth  Part, 

Injiru^ion  from  Scripture, 

Ver.  9. 

T  T_T0W   fliall  the  Young  fecure  their  Hearts, 

•*-^  And  guard  their  Lives  from  Sin  j 

Thy 


PSALM    CXIX,  tv 

Thy  Word  the  choiceft  Rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  Confcience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 
3  When  once  it  enters  to  the  Mind, 
It  fpreads  fuch  Li^iht  abroad, 
The  meaneft  douIs  Inftruftion  find, 
And  raife  their  Ihoughts  to  GOD, 
Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  Sun,  a  heav'nly  Light, 

"lh.it  guides  us  all  the  Day  j 
And  through  the  Dangers  of  the  Night, 
A  Laiwp  to  le  d  our  Way. 
Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  Men  that  keep  thy  Law  with  Care, 

And  m  ditate  thy  Word, 
Grow  wi  er  th.-n  their  Teachers  are. 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104.,  113. 

5  Thy  Precepts  mr.ke  me  truly  wife  j 

1  hate  the  Sinner's  Road  i 
I  liate  my  own  vain  Thoughts  that  rife. 
But  love  thy  Law,  my  GOD. 
Vc-r    893  90,  91. 

6  [The  ftarry  Heav'ns  th;,  Rule  obey. 

The  Earth  maintains  her  Place  5 
And  thefe  thy  Servants  Night  and  Day 
Thy  Skill  and  Pow'r  exprefs. 

7  But  ftjll  thy  Law  and  Gofpel,  Lord, 

Have  LeiTdns  more  divine  ; 
Not  Earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  VVoid, 
Nor  Stars  fo  nobly~{hine.] 

Ver.  160.  140,  9,  116, 
S  Thy  Word  is  everlafting  Truth  j 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  Page  ! 
That  holy  Book  fhall  guide  our  Youth^^ 
And  well  fupport  our  Age, 


K-  s  ^    PSALMr 


7  PSALM    CXIX. 

P  S  *-L  M    119.    Fifth  Part. 

Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  The  Word  of  God 
divelling  in  us, 

Ver.  97. 

1  r\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  Law;. 
^^  'Tis  daily  my  Delight ; 

And  thence  my  Meditations  draw 
Divine  Advice  by  Night. 
Ver.   148. 

2  My  vi'aking  Eyes  prevent  the  Day 

To  meditate  thy  Word  j 
My  Soul  with  Longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  Golpel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,   54.. 

3  Hovi'  doth  thy  Word  my  Heart  engage  l- 

How  well  employ  my  Tongue  ! 
And  in  my  (irefome  Pilgrimage 
Yiilds  me  a  heavenly  Song. 
Ver.  19,    103. 

4  Am  I  a  Stranger,  or  at  Home  : 

'Tis  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 
Not  Honey  dropping  from  the  Comb 
So  much  allures  the  Tafte, 
Ver.  7a,    127. 

5  No  Treafures  fo  enrich  the  Mind  j 

Nor  (hall  thy  Word  be  fold 
For  Loads  of  Silver  well  refin'd. 
Nor  Heaps  of  choiceft  Gold. 
Ver.  28,  49»    ^75- 

6  When  Nature  fmks,  and  Spirits  droop, 

Thy  Promifes  of  Grace 
Are  Pillar's  to  fupport  my  Hope, 
And  there  I  write  tliy  Pr ailc.. 

PSALM 


rsAZM  exix.  %%^ 

PSALM    119.    Sixth  T art. 

Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
Ver.  128. 
I  T    O  R  D,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right, 
•«-'     And  all  thy  Statutes  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  Fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  Luft. 
Ver.   97,  9. 
a  Thy  Precepts  often  I  furvey  : 
I  keep  thy  Law  in  Sight, 
Through  all  the  Bufinefs  of  the  Day, 
To  form  my  Actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 
J  My  Heart  in  Midnight  Silence  cries, 
**  How  fvveet  thy  Comforts  be  j" 
My  Thoughts  in  holy  Wonder  rife. 
And  bring  their  Thanks  to  Thee, 
Ver.  162. 
4  And  when  my  Spirit  drinks  her  Fill, 
At  fome  good  Word  of  thine. 
Not  mighty  Men  that  fhare  the  Spoil, 
Have  Joys  corapar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM  119.  Se'uenth  Part. 
JinperfeSiion  of  Nature  y  and  Ferfedion  of  Scripture^  ■ 

Ver.  96    Paraphrafed. 
3  T   ET  all  t\\t  Heathen  Writers,  join 
*^     To  form  one  perfe<51:  Book  ; 
Great  GOD,  if  oncecompar'd  with  thine^ 
How  mean  their  Writings  look. 
3  Not  the  moft  perfeft  Rules  they  gave 
Covild  fhew  one  Sin  forgiv'n  : 
Norlead  a  Step  beyond  the  Grave  I 
But  thine  condudts  to  Heav'n. 
3  Tve  feen  an  End  to  what  we  call 
P§rf€^iojl  here  below  \ 


ia»  PSALM    CXIX, 

How  ihort  the  Pow'rs  of  Nature  fallj 

And  can  no  farther  go. 
4.  Yet  Men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  Works  their  Hands  have  wrought} 
But  thy  Commands,   exceeding  broad. 

Extend  to  ev'ry  Thought. 

5  In  vainweboaft  Perte6lion  here. 

While  Sin  defiles  our  Frame  j 

And  finks  our  Virtuts  down  fo  far. 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  Name. 

6  Our  Faith,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Grace 

Fall  far  below  thy  Word  ; 
But  perfect  Tryth  and  Righteoufnefs 
DWell  only -1*1^^ Lord. 

PSALM     119.    %^/^  Part. 

The  Word  of  God  is  the  Saint's  ForiioK  ;  or, 
The  Excellency  and  Variety  of  Scripture, 

Ver.  111.  Paraphrafed. 
J  T,-^ORD,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice, 
■•^  My  lafting  Heritage  ; 
There  (hall  my  nobleft  Pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  v^armeft  Thoughts  engage, 
a  rU  read  the  HiftVies  of  thy  Love, 
And  keep  thy  Laws  in  Sight, 
While  through  the  Promifes  1  rove, 
With  ever-freih  Delight. 
3  'Tis  a  broad  Land  of  Wealth  unknown, 
Where  Springs  of  Life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  Blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  Glory  lies. 
/^  The  bed  Relief  that  Mourners  have. 
It  makes  our  Sorrows  bleft  j 
Our  faireft  Hope  beyond  the  Grave, 
AndourmmalK?i'tr      * 

PSALM 


PSALM    CXIX.  s*.3 

PSALM     119.    Nitith  Part. 

Defire  of  Knoioledge  \  or,  The  Teachings  ofthi 
Spirit  ^itb  the  V/ord, 

Ver.   64.J  68,   18. 
1  rpHY  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord, 
•*"    How  good  thy  Works  appear  ! 
Open  my  Eyes  to  read  thy  Word, 
And  fee  thy  Wonders  there. 
Ver,  73,    125. 
a  My  Heart  was  faftiion'd  by  thy  Hand, 
My  Service  is  thy  due,  .  " 
O  make  thy  Servant  undeiftand. 
The  Duties  he  muft  .do. 
Ver.  19. 
3  Since  Pm  a  Stranger  here  below, 
Let  not  thy  Path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  Road  my  Feet  fhould  gOj 
And  be  my  conflant  Guide. 
Ver.   26. 
4.  When  I  confefs'd  my  wand'ring  Ways, 
Thou  heard'it  my  Soul  complain  : 
Grant  me  the  Teachings  of  thy  Grace, 
Or  I  fliall  ftray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  G  O  D  to  me  his  Statutes  ihew^ 

And  heav'nly  Truth  impart, 
His  Works  tor  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  Law  Ihall  rule  my  Heart, 
Ver.   50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  Comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  Grief ; 
It  made  rae  learn  thy  Word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  Relief. 
Ver.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  Proud  deride  me  now  j 

J'li  ne'er  forget  thy  Law, 

Nor 


224.  PSALM    CXIX. 

Nor  let  that  blefTed  Gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  Hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.   27,   171. 
8  When  I  have  learn'd  my  Father's  Will, 
I'll  teach  the  World  his  Ways  ; 
My  thankful  Lips  infpir'd  with  Zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  Praife.] 

PSALM     119.     Tenth  Part. 
Pleading  the   Promifes, 
Ver.    38,  49 
1  "DEHOLD  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord, 
•*-'    Devoted  to  thy  Fear  j 
Remember,  and  confirm  thy  Word, 
For  all  my  Hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107. 
%  Haft  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 
And  promised  quick'ning  Grace  > 
Doth  not  my  Heart  addrefs  thy  Throne  V 
And  yet  thy  Love  delays. 
Ver.   123,   4z. 

3  Mine  Eyes  for  thy  Salvation  fail  j 

O  bear  thy  Servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  Lips  prevail. 
Who  dare  reproach  my  Hope.  . 
Ver.  49,    74. 

4  Didft  thou  not  raife  my  Faith,  O  Lord  ? 

Then  let  tliy  Truth  appear  : 
Saints  fliall  rejoice  in  my  Reward, 
And  truit  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM    119.     EU'venth  Part. 
Breathing  after  Holinefs, 
Ver:  5,  33. 
s  r\  That  the  Lord  woulo  guide  my  Ways 
^     To  keep  his  Statutes  Itill  ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  Grace 
To  know  and  do  his  Will ! 


PSALM    CXIX,  »a5. 

Ver.  29. 
%  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  Law  upon  mj^  Heart ! 
Nor  let  my  Tongue  indulge  Deceitj. 
Nor  a^  the  Liar's  Part. 
Ver.  37,  36. 
3  From  Vanity  turn  off  my  Eyes  5. 
Let  no  corrupt  Defign, 
Nor  covetous  Defires  arife 
Within  this  Soul  of  mine* 
♦  Ver.   133. 
i^  Order  my  Footfteps  by  thy  Word, 
And  make  my  Heart  fincere  j 
Let  Sin  have  no  Dominionj  Lord,. 
But  keep  my  Confcience  clear. 
Ver.   176. 

5  My  Soul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray. 

My  Feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  Way, 
Reftore  thy  wand'ring  Sheep. 
Ver..  35. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  Commands  ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  Road  ; 
Nor  let  my  Head,  or  Heart,  or  Hands, 
Offend  againft  my  G  O  D. 

PSALM     119.     Tnvel/th  Part, 
Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deli^erancs, 
Ver.   153. 
1   -^lYGOD,  confider  my  Diftrefs, 
^^  Let  Mercy  plead  my  Caufe  j 
Though  I  have  fmn'd  againft  thy  Grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  Laws. 

Ver.   39,  116. 
%  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  Reproach, 
Which  I  fo  juftly  fear ; 
Uphold  my  Life,  uphold  my  Hopes, 

Nor  let  wiy  Shame  appear ,  ^m 


it6  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  121,  135.       .    • 
3  Be  thou  a  Surety,  Lord,  for  me. 
Nor  let  the  Proud  opprefs  j 
But  make  thy  waiting  Servant  fee 
The  Shillings  of  thy  Face. 
Ver.   82. 

4.  My  Eyes  with  Expeftation  fail, 

My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
"  fTben  nvill  the  Lord  his  Truth  fulfilf. 
*'  And  make  my  Comforts  rife  J''' 
Ver.  132. 

5.  Look  down  upon  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 

(\nd  (hew  thy  Grace  the  fame. 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  affi  rd 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  Name. 

PSALM     119.     Thirteenth  Fart, 
Holy  Feary  and  Ttnderntfs  of  Confcience* 
V  r.   10. 
1  X^ITH    my  whole  Heart  I've  fought  thy 
^^      O  Irt  me  never  ftray  (Face, 

From  ihy  Commands,  O  G  OD  of  Grace,. 
Nor  tread  the  Sinners  Way. 
Ver.   If. 
at  Thy  V^^'ord  I've  hid  within  my  Heart, 
To  keep  my  Con  Icier  ce  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  Guard 
From  ev'ry  rifmg  Sin. 

Ver.  63,   53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  Companion  of  ihe  Saints, 

Who  fear  and  Love  the  Lord  j 
My  Sorrows  rife,  my  Nature  faints^ 
W^hea  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Word. 
Ver.    161,  \(i\. 

4  While  Sinners  do  thy  Gofpel  wrong, 

My  Spirit  (lands  in  Awe  ; 
My  Soul  abhors  a  lying  Tongue, 
Put  loveg^hy  righteous  Law, 

Ver* 


PSA  L.M    CXIX,  ^^^ 

Ver.   x6i,   120. 

5  My  Heart  with  facred  Rev'rence  hears 

The  Threatnings  of  thy  Word  j 
My  Flefh  with  holy  Trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166,   174., 

6  My  G  O  D,  I  long,  1  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  Salvation  ftill  j 
While  thy  whole  Law  is  my  Delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  Will. 

PSALM     119.     fourteenth  Part, 
Benefit  of  AffliSiions,  and  Support  under  them* 
Ver.  153,  81,    82. 
1  /CONSIDER  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
^     And  thy  Deliv'rance  fend  j 
My  Soul  for  thy  Salvation  faints. 
When  will  my  Trsub!es  end  ? 
Ver.  71. 
4  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Father's  Rod  j 
Affli6lions  make  me  learn  thy  Law, 
And  live  upon  my  G  O  D. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  Comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  Diftrefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  Word,  I  run  thy  Way, 
And  hate  my  former  Sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  Word  been  my  Delight, 

When  earthly  Joys  were  fled, 
My  Sou!,  oppreft  with  Sorrows  Weight, 
Had  funk  among^  the  Dead. 
Vep.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  Judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  feem  fevere  j 
The  fliarpeft  Suff'rings  I  endure. 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  Care, 

'  Ver. 


S  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  67. 
6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaft'ning  Rod, 
My  Feet  were  apt  to  ftray ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  Word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  Way. 

PSALM    119.    Tifteenib  Part* 
Holy   Refolutions, 
Ver.  93. 
1  /^  THAT  thy  Statutes  evVy  Hour 
^^    Might  dwell  upon  my  Mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  Pow'r, 
And  daily  Peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
z  To  meditate  thy  Precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  j 
My  Soul  ihall  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Thy  Word  is  a)l  my  Joy, 
Ver.  32. 
3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  Commands, 
If  thou  my  Heart  difcharge 
F|?om  Sin  and  Satan  ^  hateful  Chains, 
And  fet  my  Feet  at  Irnrge  ! 
■  f  Ver.  13,   4.6. 

4.  My  Lips  with  Courage  (hall  declare 
Thy  Statutes  and  thy  Name ; 
ril  fpeak  thy  Word,  though  Kings  ftiould  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  finful  Shame. 
Ver,    61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  Bands  of  Perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  Right  5 
Let  Pride  and  Malice  forge  their  Lies, 

Thy  Law  is  my  Delight.  *1 

Ver.  1^5, 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  Race, 

Whofe  Hands  and  Hearts  are  ill  j 
I  love  my  GOD,  I  love  his  Ways, 
And  mult  obey  his  Will. 

PSALM 


PSALM    CXIX,  Z2f 

PSALM    119,    Sixteenth  Part. 
Prayer  for  quickening  Grace, 
Ver.  25,  37. 

1  \/r  Y  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Duft  j 
^^    Lord,  give  me  Lite  divine  j 
From  vainpefires,  and  ev'ry  Luft 

Turn  off  thefe  Eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  th'  Influence  of  thy  Grace 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  Way, 
Left  I  fhould  loiter  in  my  Race, 
Or  turn  my  Feet  aftray. 
Ver.  107. 

3  When  fore  Afflidlions  prefs  me  dow»> 

I  need'thy  quick'ning  Pow'rs  j 
Thy  Word  that  I  have  refted  on. 
Shall- help  my  heavieft  Hoars, 
Ver.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  Mercies  fov'reign  ftill. 

And  thou  a  faithful  GOD? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  Zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  Road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  Heart  thy  Precepts  love, 

And  long  to  fee  thy  Face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  Spirits  move, 
Without  enliv'ning  Grace  ! 
Ver.   93. 

6  Then  fliall  I  love  thy  Gofpel  more,  - 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  Pcvir'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM    II  Op    Se'venti^nth  Part, 

Courage  and  Perfe'veroike  under  Perfecuiion;  or, 

Grace  /bining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials* 

Ver.  743,  48. 

1  ^7" HEN  Pain  and  Anguifli  feize  me,  Lordj 

^^     All  my  Support  is  from  thy  Word  : 

My 


fi}o  P  S  A  L  M    CXIX. 

Mjr  Soul  difTolves  for  Heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'ning  Grace. 
Ver.   51,  C9,   no. 

a  The  Proud  have  f  ram'd  their  Scoffs  and  Lies, 
They  watch  my  Feet  with  envious  Eyes, 
And  tempt  my  Soul  to  Snares  ::?nd  Sin  5 
Yet  thy  Commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  Caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  Laws  ; 
But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  Name, 
Till  Fride  and  Malice  die  with  Shame. 

PSALM  119.    Laji  Part. 
Sanaijied  Affiiaions ;    or,  Delight  in  the  Ward 
of  God. 
Ver.  67.  59. 
I  p  AT  HER,  I  biefs  thy  gentle  Hand  ; 
^     How  kind  was  thy  chaftizing  Rod, 
That  forcM  my  Confcience  to  a  Stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  Soul  to  G  0  D  ! 
a  Foolilh  and  vain  I  went  aftray 
E'er  I  had  felt  thy  Scourges,  Lord, 
T  left  m.y  Guide,  and  loft  ray  Way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  Word. 
Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  Yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  j 
*Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  Stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  Statutes  well, 

Ver.  7i. 

4  The  Law  that  iffues  from  thy  Mouth, 
Shall  raife  my  chearfui^afTions  more 
Than  all  the  Treafurfe^f  the  Souths 
Or  V/ejiernYi\\\^  of  golden  Ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  Hands  have  made  my  mortal  Frame, 
Thy  Spirit  foi  m'd  my  Soul  within  \ 

Teach 


PSALM    CXX.  231 

Teach  me  to  know  thy  wond'rous.Name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  Death  and  Sin, 
Ver.  74. 
6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  mv  Salvation  (hall  rejoice  j 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  Word, 
And  made  thy  Grace  my  only  Choice. 

PSALM    lao. 

Complaint  ofquarrelfome  Neighbours  \  or,  A  devout 
Wijh  for  Peace, 

3  'p  H  OTJ  G  O  D  of  Love,  thou  ever-bleft, 
■*■      Pity  my  Tuff 'ring   State  j 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  Soul  at  Reft, 
From  Lips  that  love  Deceit  ? 
a  Hard  Lot  of  mine  !  My  Days  are  caft 
Among  the  Sons  of  Strife, 
Whofe  never  ceafmg  Brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  Hours  of  Life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  Place, 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wild  lonefcme  Wildernefs, 
And  leave  tliefe  Gates  of  Hell  ! 

4  Peace  is  the  Biefling  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  Charms  ! 
I  am  for  Peace ;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  Arras. 

5  New  Paifions  ftill  their  Souls  engage. 

And  keep  their  Malice  ftrong  : 
What  fliall  be  done  to  curb  thy  Rage, 
O  thou  devouring  Tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  Arrows  fmite  them  through, 

Strift  Juftice  would  approve  j 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  Foe, 
And  melt  his  Heart  with  Love.     ^~ 

PSALM 


ajz  PSALM    CXXI. 


U 


PSALM   121.  Long  Metre* 
Divine  Prote^ion. 
P  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
Th'  eternal  Hills  beyond  the  Skies  j 
Thence  all  her  Help  my  Soul  derives  \ 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lies, 
a  He  lives  ;  the  everlafting  GOD, 
That  built  the  World,  that  fpread  the  Flood  j 
The  Heav'ns,  with  all  their  Hofts,  he  made. 
And  the  dark  Regions  of  the  Dead. 
3  He  guides  our  Feet,  he  guards  our  Way  j 
His  Morning  Smiles  blefs  all  the  Day  j 
He  fpreads  the  Evening  Veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  Hours,  while  7/rV/  fleeps. 
4.  Ifr'elj  a  Name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecure,  fecurely  reft  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian'^s  wakeful  Eyes 
Admit  no  Slumber  nor  Surprize. 

5  No  Sun  (hall  fmite  thy  Head  by  Day, 
Nor  the  pale  Moon  with  fickly  Ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  Couch  ;  no  baleful  Star 
Dart  his  malignant  Fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  Earth  and  Hell  with  Malice  burn. 
Still  thou  (halt  go,  and  ftill  return 

Safe  in  the  Lord  j  his  heav'nly  Care 
Defends  thy  Life  from  tv^ry  Snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  Spirits  have  no  PowY  j 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  Hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  Road, 

Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  GOD. 

P  SALM    1*1.  Con^mon  Metre. 
Prefernjation   by  Day  and  Night, 

1  np  O  Heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  ; 
•*■      There  all  my  Hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord,  that  built  the  Earth  and  Skies, 
Js  my  perpetual  Aid. 

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s  Their  Feet  fhall  never  Aide  to  fall. 
Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  j 
His  Ear  attends  the  fofteft  Call ; 
His  Eyes  can  never  deep. 
3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  PowVs 
With  his  Almighty  Arm, 
And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  Hours 
Againft  furprifmg  Harm. 
4.  Ifr'el  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure. 
Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  j 
His  wakeful  Eyes  employ  his  Pow'r 
For  thine  eternal  Guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  Sun,  nor  fickly  Moor, 

Shall  have  his  Leave  to  fmite  j 
He  (hields  thy  Head  from  burning  Noon;, 
From  bhfting  Damps  at  Night. 

6  He  guards  thy  Soul,  he  keeps  thy  Breath, 

Where  thickeft  Dangers  come  j 
>     Go  and  return,  fecure  from  Death, 
Till  GOD  commands  thee  Home. 

PSALM    121.    As  the  148th  Pfalm, 

God  our  Preferver. 

J  ttPWARD  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
^     From  G  O  D  is  all  my  Aid  ; 
The  GOD  that  built  the  Skies, 
And  Earth  and  Nature  made  j 
GOD  is  theTow'r 
To  which!  fly  ; 
His  Grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  Hour.^ 
s  My  Feet  ihall  never  Aide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  Snares, 
Since  GOD,  my  Guard  and  Guicie, 
Defends  me  from  my  Fears v 
^         Thofe  wakeful  Eyes 
That  never  deep, 

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ft34  P  S  A  L  M    CXXri. 

Shall  Ifr\l  keep, 

When  Dangers  rife. 
^  No  burning  Heats  by  Day, 
Nor  Blafts  of  Evening  Air, 
Shall  take  my  Health  away. 
If  G  O  D  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  Sun, 

And  thou  my  Shade, 

To  guard  my  Head 

By  Night  or  Noon. 
4.  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  Word 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  Death  ? 
And  1  can  truft  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  Breath  \ 

I'll  go  and  come. 

Nor  fear  to  die. 

Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  Home. 

PSALM    122.    Common  Metre* 

Going  to   Church. 

1  TT  O  W  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear 
•■-*•    My  Fiiends  devoutly  fay, 
*<  In  Sioh  let  us  all  appear ^ 
«  And  keep  the  folemn  Day  /" 
%  X  love  her  Gates,  I  lore  the  Road  ; 
The  Church  adorn'd  with  Grace, 
Stands  like  a  Palace  built  for  GOD 
To  fhew  his  milder  Face. 

3  Up  to  her  Courts  wi'  u  Joys  unknown 

The  holy  Tribes  repair  ;  * 

The  Son  of  Da'vid  holds  his  Throne, 
And  fits  in  Judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  Praifesand  Complaints  j 

And  while  his  awful  Voice 
Divides  the  Sinners  from  the  Saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice, 


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PSALM    CXXIL  235 

5  Peace  be  withia  this  facred  Place, 

And  Joy  a  conftant  Gueft  ! 
With  holy  Gifts  and  heav'nly  Grace   . 
Be  her  Attendants  bleil ! 

6  My  Soul  (hail  pray  for  Sion  ftill, 

Whi'ie  Life  or  Breath  remains ; 
There  my  beft  Friends,  my  Kindred  dweli, 
There  GOD  my  Saviour  reigns. 

PSALM    122.    Proper  Tune. 

Gomg  to  Church. 

1   TT  OW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I 
Jrl     To  hear  the  People  cry, 
««  Come,  let  usfeek  our  GO D  to  Day  j" 

Yes,  with  a  chearful  Zeal 

We  hafte  to  Sioa's  Hill, 
And  there  our  Vt)ws  and  Honours  pay, 
z  Sion,  thrice  happy  Place, 

Adorn'd  with  wond'rous  Grace, 
And  Walls  of  Strength  embrace  thee  round  j 

In  thee  our  Tribes  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  facred  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound. 

3  There  Da^vid's  greater  Son 

Has  fix'd  his  Royal  Throne, 
He  fits  for  Gr.ice  and  Judgment  there  j 

He  bids  the  Saint  be  glad. 

He  makes  the  Sinner  fad. 
And  humble  Souls  rejoice  with  Fear. 

4  May  Peace  attend  thy  Gate, 

And  Joy  within  thee  wait, 
To-blefs  the  Soul  of  ev'ry  Gueft  ! 

The  Man  that  feeks  thy  Peace, 

Aad  wifties  thine  Increafe, 
A  thoufand  Bleflings  on  him  reft  I 

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5  My  Tongue  repeats  her  Vows, 

Peace  to  this/acred  Houfe  ! 
For  there  ray  Friends  and  Kindred  dwell  j 

And  fince  my  glorious  GOD 

Makes  thee  his  bleil  Abode, 
My  Soulfhall  ever  love  thee  well.  , 

[Repeat  the  /^h  Stanxa,  to  complete  the  'fune.'] 

PSALM    123. 

Pleading  nx:ith  Suhmijfwn. 

1   /^  Thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juftice  reign, 
\Jf     Enthron'd  above  the  Skies, 
To  Thee  our  Hearts  would  tell  their  F?/m, 
To  Thee  v/e  lift  our  Eyes. 
a  As  Servants  vvatch  their  Mailer's  Hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  Stroke  j 
Or  Maids  before  their  Miftrefs  ftand, 
And  v/aif  a  peaceful  Look: 
3  So  for  our  Sins  vre  juftly  feel 
Thy  Difcipline,  O  GOD; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  Moment  ftill. 
Till  thou  remove  thy  Rod. 
4.  Thofe  that  in  Wealth  and  Pleafurc  live, 
Our  daily  Groans  deride. 
And  thy  Delays  of  Mercy  give 
Frefii  Courage  to  their  Pride. 
5  Our  Foes  infult  us,  but  our  Hope 
In  thy  Compaffion  hes ; 
This  Thought  (hall  bear  our  Spirits  up, 
That  GOD  will  not  defpife. 

PSALM    124. 

A  Song  for  the  (,th  of  November. 

AD  not  the  Lord,  may  If  el  fay. 
Had  not  tlie  Lord  maintain'd  our  Side, 

When 


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PSALM    CXXV.  ill 

¥fhen  Men,  to  make  our  Lives- a  Prey, 
Rofe  like  the  Swelling  of  the  Tide  : 

2  The  f^^elling  Tide  had  ftopt  our  Breatlr, 
So  fiercely  did  the  Waters  roll, 

We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  Death  ; 
Proud  Waters  had  o'erwhelra'd  cur  Soul. 

3  We  leap  for  Joy,  we  fhout  and  fing. 
Who  Juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  Bird  with  chearful  Wing, 
When  once  the  Fowler's  Snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  ble^ed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  th^owler's  curfed  Snare, 
Who  fav'd  v^Mbm  the  murd'ring  Sword,      --^ 
And  made^f^ives  and  Souls  his  Care. 

5  Our  Help  is  th  J^^on^^j/^'s  Name, 

Who  form'd  the  Earth,  and  built  the  Skies  : 
He  that  upholds  that  wond'rous  Frame, 
Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  Eyes. 

PSALM    125.    Common  Metre. 

The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety. 
J   TTNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  Hill, 
*    %J      And  firm  as  Mountains  be. 
Firm  as  a  Rock' the  Soul  fliall  reft 
That  leans,  (>j>w(y!,  on  Thee. 
z  Not  AValls  nor  Hlili-could  guard  fo  well 
Old  i'^/fw's  happy  Ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  Arms  of  Love 
That  ev'ry  Saint  furround. 

3  While  Tyrants  are  a  fmarting  Scourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  GOD, 
Divine  Compafiioia  does  allay 
The  Fury  of  the  Rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  Souls  fmcere, 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  Gates  of  Paradife, 
Where  Chrlft  their  Lord  is  gone. 

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5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  Ways 
That  the  old  Serpent  drew, 
The  Wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  Hell 
Shall  fmite  his  Followers  too.      * 

PSALM  1*5.    Short  Metre. 

The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety  j  or,  modfrated  AffitSion}, 
1   TJ^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
X^      That  reft  their  Souls  on  GOD  ; 
Firm  as  the  Mount  where  Da'vid  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  Ark  abode. 
%  As  Mountains  ftood  to  guard 
The  City's  facred  Ground, 
So  G  0D,  and  his  Almighty  Love, 
Embrace  his  Saints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  Rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  Stroke, 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  Souls  too  deep, 
Its  Fury  fhall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  Faith  and  pious  Fear, 
Whofe  Hope,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Grace 
Pf  oclaim  their  Hearts  fmcere. 

5  Nor  (hall  the  Tyrant's  Rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  Saint ; 
The  G  O  D  of  lfr\l  will  fupport 
His  Children,  left  they  faint, 
tt  But  if  our  flavifti  Fear 

Will  chufethe  Road  to  Hell, 
We  muft  expert  our  Portion  there. 
Where  bolder  Sinners  dwell. 

PSALM    126.    Long  Metre. 


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Surprizing  Deli'verance. 
E  N  G  OD  reftor'd  our  captive  State, 
Joy  was  our  Song,  and  GraceK)ur  Theme^ 

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The  Grace  beyond  our  Hopes  Co  great, 
That  Joy  appeared  a  painted  Dream, 
a  The  Scoffer  owns  thy  Hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 
While  we  with  PleaCure  mout  thy  Praife, 
With  chearful  Notes  thy  Love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  Fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they  yanifh'd  foj 
With  GOD  we  left  our  iiovving  Tears, 
He  makes  our  Joys  like  Rivers  flow.  - 

4  The  Man  that  in  his  furrow'd  Field, 
His  fcatter'd  Seed  with  Sadnefs  leaves, 

^  Willfhoot  to  fee  the  Harveft  yield 
A  welcome  Load  of  joyful  Sheaves. 

PSALM    126.    Common  Metre. 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Ccn-verjion  j  or,  Melan^ 
choly  rtmo'ved, 

1  \')C  THEN  GOD  reveal'd  his  gracious  Name, 
W     And  chang'd  my  mournful  State, 
My  Rapture  feem'd  a  pleafmg  Dream, 
The  Grace  appeared  fo  great. 
a  The  World  beheld  the  glorious  Change, 
And  did  thy  Hand  confefs  : 
My  Tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  Strains, 
And  fung  furprihng  Grace. 

3  Great  is  the  Work^  my  Neighbours cry'd, 

And  own'd  the  Power  divine  5 
Great  is  the  Work,  my  Heart  reply 'd. 
And  be  the  Glory  thine. 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  Skies, 

Can  give  us  Day  for  Night ; 
Make  Drops  of  facred  Sorrow  rife 
To  Rivers  of  Delight. 

5  Let  thofe  thatfow  in  Sadnefs  wait 

Till  the  fair  Harveft  come, 

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They  /hall  ccnfefs  their  Sheaves  are  great, 
And  flicutthe  Ble/Tings  home. 
4  Though  Seed  lie  bury'd  long^n  Du(V,, 
It  fhan't  decei\  e  their  Hope  ! 
The  precious  Gain  can  ne'er  be  loft", 
For  Grace  infures  the  Crop. 

T  S  A  L  M    127.    Long  Metre. 

*rbe  BJefatg  cf  God  en  the  Bu/mefs  and  Comforts  of 
Life. 

3  T  F  GOD  fuccecd  nor,  all  the  Coft 
JL   And  Pains  to  build  the  Houfe  are  loft, 
If  GOD  the  City  will  net  keep,  < 

The  watcl^ful  Guards  as  we!!  may  flecp. 

2,  What  if  you  rife  before  the  Sun,  ^ 

And  woik  and  toil  when  Day  is  done, 
Cartful  ;ird  fparing  eat  5cur  Bread, 
Tofhun  that  Poverty  you  dread. 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  GOD  hath  bleft-, 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  Reft  j 
Children  and  Friends  are  BK  flings  too, 
li  GOD  cur  Sovereign  make  ttiem  fo. 

4  Happy  the  Man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  Children,  faithful  Friend?! 
How  (weet  our  daily  Comforts  prove 
When  they  are  f'eafon'd  with  his  Love  ! 

P  S  AX  M    127.    Common  Metre. 

God  all  in  all. 

1  T  F  GOD  to  build  the  Houfe  deny, 
jL    The  Builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  Towns  witiiout  his  wakeful  Eye 

An  ufelefs  Watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  Morning  Beams  arife, 

Your  painful  Work  renew, 
And  till  the  Stars  afcend  the  Skies, 
Your  tirefoiqe  Toil  purfue. 

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3  Short  be  your  Sleep,  and  coarfe  your  Fare  j 
In  vain,  till  GO D  has  bleft  j 
But  if  his  Smiles  attend  your  Care, 
You  (hall  have  Food  and  Reft. 
4.  Nor  Children,  Relatives,  nor  Frieivds, 
Shall  real  Bleffings  prove,  - 
Nor  all  the  earthly  Joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  without  his  Lore. 

PSALM    lag. 

Family  BleJJlngs: 
I   f>^  HAPPY  Man,  whofe  Soulis  fillM 
V^     Wiih  Zeal  and  reverend  Awe  ! 
His  Lips  to  G  O  D  their  Honoui s  yield. 
His  Life  adorns  the  Law. 
t  A  careful  Providence  fhail  iland 
And  ever  guard  thy  Head, 
Shallon  the  Labours  of  thy  Hand 
Its  kindly  BlelTings  fhed. 

3  Thy  Wife  (hall  be  a  fruitful  Vine ; 

Thy  Children  round  thy  Board, 
Each  like  a  Plant  of  Honour  (hine. 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  (hall  thy  beft  Hopes  fulfil 

For  Months  and  Years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  6'z5«'s  Hill, 

Shall  fend  thee  lile(rings  Home. 

5  This  is  the  Man  whofe  happy  Eyes 

Shall  fee  his  Houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  Church  arife. 
Then  leave  the  World  in  Peace. 

PSALM    129. 
Perfecutors  punijhed. 
1   T  T  P  from  ray  Youth,  may  Ifrel  fay, 
\J      Have  I  been  nurs^'d  in  Tears  j 
My  Griefs  were  conftam  as  the  Day, 
And  tedious  as  the  Year?, 

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ft  Up  from  my  Youth  I  bore  the  Rage 
OF  all  the  Sens  of  Strife  j 
Oft  theyaflaird  my  riper  Age, 
But  not  cieftr6y'd  my  Life. 

3  Their  cruel  Plow  had  torn  my  Flefli 

With  Furrov<'s  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  Wo«nds  afrcfli, 
Nor  Jet  my  Sorrows  deep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  Throne, 

And  with  impartial  Eye, 
MeaTur'd  the  Mifchiefs  they  had  done. 
Then  let  his  Arrows  flv. 

5  How  was  their  Infolence  furpris'd 

To  hear  his  Thtwders  roll ! 
And  all  the  Foes  of  Sicx  [az^d 
With  Horror  to  the  Soul. 
4  Thus  iliall  the  Men  that  hate  the  Saints 
Be  blafted  from  the  Sky  j 
Their  Glory  fades,  their  Coarage  faints, 
And  all  their  Frojed^s  die. 
7  [What  though  they  flouiifli  tall  and  fair, 
They  have  no  Root  beneath  } 
Their  Gror^Hh-fliall  perifh  in  Defpair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  Death.] 
S  [So  Corn  that  en  the  Houfe  top  ftands, 
No  Hope  of  Harveft  gives  ; 
The  Reap' r  ne'er  fhall  fill  his  Hands, 
Nor  Binder  fold  the  Sheavt's. 
9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  Place  j 
No  Traveller  beftows 
A  Word  of  Elefiing  on  the  Grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

PSALM    130.    Common  Metre. 

Pardoning  Grace. 
T  of  the  Deeps  of  long  Diftrcfs, 
The  Borders  of  Defpair, 


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I  fent  my  Cries  60  feek  thy  Grace, 
My  Groans  to  move  thine  Ear. 
a  Great  GOD,  Ihould  thy  feverer  Eye, 
And  thine  impartial  Hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  Iniquity, 
No  mortal  Fleih  could  ftand. 

3  But  tjpre  are  Pardons  with  my  G  OD 

For  Crimes  of  high  Degree  5 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  Bloody 
To  draw  us  near  to  Thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  Defires  I  wait  j 
»  My  Soul,  invited  by  thy  Word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  Gate.] 

5  [Juft  as  the  Guards  that  keep  the  Niglit, 

Long  for  the  Morning  Skies, 
Watch  the  firft  Beams  of  breakiag  Lightr_, 
And  meet  them  with  their  Eyes  2 

6  So  waits  my  Soul  to  fee  thy  Grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  Openings  of  thy  Face,. 
And  finds  a  brighter  Day.] 

7  [Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifr'el  tru*. 

Let  Ifr'el  feek  his  Face  : 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 

And  plenteous  is  his  Grace. 
%  JThere's  full  Redemption  at  his  Thron?^ 

For  Sinners  long  enftav'd  j 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  ; 

And  iy?-V/ flmll  befav'd.] 

PSALM    130.    Long  Metre. 

Pardoning  Grae^. 
r  T?  R O MdeepDiftrefs  and  troubledThotights-, 
F    To  Thee,  my  G  O  D,  I  raisM  my  Cries  %- 
If  thou  {t\e.\t\y  mark  our  Faults, 
No  Fkih  can  ftand  b<^fore  thine  Eyef. 

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a  But  Thou  haft  built  thy  Throne  of  Grace, 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  Pardons  there, 
That  Sinners  may  approach  thy  Face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  Pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  Day, 
So  wails  my  Soul  before  thy  Gate  ; 
When  will  my  G  OD  his  Face  difplayV 

4  My  Truft  is  fix'd  upon  thv  Word, 
Nor  fhall  I  trwft  thy  Word  in  vsin  : 
Let  mourning  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  Relief  from  all  their  Pain. 

4  Great  is  his  Love,  and  large  his  Grace, 
Through  the  Redemption  of  his  Son  j 
lit  turns  our  Feet  from  finful  Ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  Hands  have  done. 

PSALM    131. 

HumVify  and  Submiffion, 
I  TS  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart? 
X  Search,  gracious  GOD,  and  fee  j 
Or  do  I  aft  a  haughty  Pait  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  Thee. 
a  I  charge  my  Thoughts,  be  humble  ftill^ 
And  all  ray  Carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  Will, 
And  quiet  as  a  Child. 
3  The  patient  Soul,  the  lowly  Mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  Reward  ; 
Let  Saints  in  Sorrow  lie  refign'd, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  131.    f.  5,  13—18.    Long  Metre. 

^t  the  Sett-hment  of  a  Church ;  cr,  l^he  Ordination 

of  a  Minifler. 
x  WJ  HERE  '(hail  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
V  V    An  Habitation  foi-  cur  G  0  D  j 


V 


m 


!>  S  A  L  M   cxxxfr,  $^,, 

A  Dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind, 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Flefli  and  Blood  ? 
a  The  GOD  of  Jacob  chofe  the  Hiil 
Of  Sion  for  his  ancient  Keft  j 
And  Sion  is  his  Dwelling  ftill, 
His  Church  is  with  hisPrefence  bled. 

3  Here  will.I  fix  my  gracious  Throne, 
And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  j 
Here  fhall  my  PowV  and  Love  be  known, 
And  BlefTings  fnall  attend  my  Word, 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  Poor, 
And  fill  their  Souls  with  living  Bread  j 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  Door 
With  fweet  Prorifions  fliall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  Truth,  and  cloth'd  with  Grace, 
My  Priefts,  my  Minifters  fii^li  fhine  j 

Not  Aaron,  in  his  coftly  Drefs, 
Made  an  Appearance  fo  divine. 

6  The  Saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  Joys,  fiiall  fhout  and  finj, 
The  Son  of  David  here  (hall  reign, 
And  Sion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  [J^f^^  ^^'^  ^^^  ^  num'rous  Seed 

Born  here  t' uphold  his  glorious  Namej 
His  Crown  Ihall  flourifh  on  his  Head, 
While  all  his  Foes  are  cloath'd  with  Shame.] 

PSALM- 132.  v. A-,  5,  7,  8,  1 5- '1 7.  Com.  Met, 

4  Church  eJ\ahliJhecL 
X   T^yO  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes, 
XN      Good  Da'vid  wouM  afford, 
T'ill  he  had  found  below  the  Skies 
A  Dwelling  for  the  Lord. 
4  The  Lord  in  Sion  plac'd  his  Name^ 
His  Ark  was  fettled  there  j 
To  Sion  the  whole  Nation  came. 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  Year, 

L  4  3  B«t 


246  PSALM    CXXXIIL 

8  But  we  have  no  fuch  Length  to  go. 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where-e'er  thy  Saints  affemble  now, 
There  is  a  Houfe  for  GOD. 

PAUSE. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  Reft  ; 
Lo  !  thy  Church  waits  with  longing  Eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blsft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  Train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  rhy  Word  j 
All  that  the  Ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  Grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  G  O  D,  accept  our  Vows, 

Here  let  thy  Praife  be  fpi  ead  : 

Blefs  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe, 

And  fill  thy  Poor  with  Bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  Da'v id ve'ign. 

Let  G O D's  Anointed  Ihine } 
Juftice  and  Truth  his  Court  maintain. 
With  Love  and  Pow'r  divine. 
S  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  Throne, 
And  as  his  Kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  Honours  fhall  adorn  his  Crown, 
And  Shame  confound  his  Foes. 

PSALM    ijs.    Common  Matre. 

Brotherly  Lo've. 
J   T     O,  what  an  entertaining  Sight 
X— /     Are  Biethren  that  :Hgree  J 
Brethren,  whofe  chearful  Hearts  unite 
In  Bands  of  Piety. 
4  When  Streams  of  Love  from  Chrift  the  Spring 
Defcend  t-o  evYy  Soul, 
And  keav'nly  Peace,  with  balmy  Wing 
S-i)3dc-s  and  bedtws  tiie  Whole. 

5  "Tu 


\ 

PSALM    eXXXin.  «47 

3  'Tis  like  the  Oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaroti's  reverend  Head, 
The  trickling  Drops  perfum'd  his  Feet, 
And  o'er  his  Garments  fpread. 

4  "]f  is  pleafant  as  the  Morning  Dews 

That  fall  on  Sion\  Hill^ 
Where  G  O  D  his  mildeft  Glory  fhews,. 
And  makes  his  Grace  diftil. 

PSALM    133.    Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  Saints ;   or,  Lo^e  and  Worfiip  m 

a  Family. 
1    O  L E  S  T  are  the  Sons  of  Peace, 
|j     Whofe  Hearts  and  Hopes  ai  e  one, 
Whofe  kindDefigns  to  ferve  and  pleaft. 
Through  all  their  A6tions  run. 
s  Bleft  is  the  pious  Houfe, 

Where  Zeal  and  Friendihip  meet, 
Their  Songs  of  Praife^  their  mingled  Vows 
Make  their  Communion  fweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron  s  Head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  Perfume, 
The  Oil  through  all  his  Raiment  fpread. 
And  Pleafure  fiird  the  Room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  Hills, 

The  Saints  are  bleft  above, 
Whers  Joy  like  Morning  Dew  diftils, 
Awl  all  the  Air  is  Love. 

PSALM    133.    Asthei22dPfalni.. 

Tie  BlfJJings  of  Friendjhtp, 
3    T  TOW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 

Xk.     Kindred  and  Friends  agree. 
Each  in  their  proper  Station  move. 
And  each  fulfil  their  Part 
With  iympathizing  Heart,^ 
In  ail  the  Car^s  -of  Life  and  Love  ! 

i  'Tis 


443  P  S  A  X.  M    CXXXV. 

a  'Tis  Irke  the  Ointment  (Tied 
On  AarQn'%  facred  Head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet ; 

The  Oil  through  all  the  Room 
DifFus'd  a  choice  Perfume,  « 

Ran  |l»rough  his  Robes,  and  bleft  his  Feet. 
3  Liktf  fruitful  Show'rs  of  Rain 
That  water  all  the  Plain, 
Defcending  from  the  neighbouring  Hills; 
Such  Streams  of  Pleasure  roll 
Through  ev'ry  friendly  Soul, 
Where  Love  like  heav'nly  Dew  diftils. 
Repeat  the  Jirft  Stanza,  to  complete  the  Tune, 

PSALM    134. 

Daily  and  Nightly  De^votion. 
1   XT'  E  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
X      Attend  his  holy  Place, 
Bow  to  the  Glories  of  his  Pow'r, 
And  blefs  his  wond'rous  Grace, 
a  Lift  up  your  Hands  by  Morning-Light, 
And  fend  your  Souls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  Thoughts  by  Night 
Above  the  ftarry  Sky. 
3  The  G  O  D  of  Sion  chears  our  Hearts 
With  Rays  of  quickening  Grace ; 
The  GOD  that  fpreads  the  Heav'ns  abroa^d, 
And  rules  the  fwelling  Seas. 

PSALM   135,    i-4>   i4>   19--21.    Fir/}  Pari. 
Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  God'j  Houfe  and  Care. 
J  T^R  A  ISE  ye  theLord  ;  exalt  his  Name, 
X       While  in  his  holy  Courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  Saints,  that  to  his  Houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  Gate. 

a  Prai-fe 


PSALM    CXXXV,  a49 

a  Praile  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good  j 
To  praife  his  Name  is  fweet  Employj 
Ifr'el  ke  chole  of  old,  and  Itill 
Ilis  Church  is  his  peculiar  Joy. 

3  'i'he  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  Saints  ; 
He  treats  his  Servants  as  his  Friends  j 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  Coanplaints, 
Repents  the  Sorrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Through  every  Age  the  Lord  declares 

His  Name,  and  brea,ks  th'  OpprefTor's  Rod  5 
He  gives  his  fuff 'ring  Servants  Reft, 
And  will  be  known  7h"  Jlmighty  GOD. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  Love, 
People  and  Priefts  exalt  his  Name, 
Amongft  his  Saints  he  ever  dwells  j 
His  Ghurch  is  his  Jerufalem, 

PSALM    135.    Ver.  5—12.     Second  Part, 

Tbelforks  of  Creation^  Pro'vidence^  Redemption  of 
Ifrael,  and  Dejiru^ion  of  Enemies. 

I  f^^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
VjJ     Above  all  Pow'i  s,  and  every  1  hrone  j 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  Earth  or  Sea, 
Or  Heav'n,  or  Hell,  his  Hand  hath  done. 

a  At  his  Command  the  Vapours  rife, 
The  Lightnings  flarn,  the  Thunders  roar  j 
He  pours  the  Rain,  he  brings  the  Wind 
And  Tempeft  from  his  airy  Store. 

3  'Twas  he  thofc  dreadful  Tokens  fent, 
O  Egypty  through  thy  ftubborn  Land  j 
When  all  thy  firft -born,  Beafts  and  Men 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  Hand. 

4  What  mighty  Nations,  mighty  Kings, 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  Country  gave 
To  Ifr'ili  whom  his  Hand  redeem'd. 
No  mere  to  be  proud  PJbaracJ/&  Slave  ! 

^  c  His 


«50  PSALM    CXXXV, 

5  His  PowV  the  fame,  the  fame  his  Grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  Hofts  of  Hell  j 
And  Heav'n  he  gives  us  to  poffefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  Angels  fell. 
PSALM    135.    Common  Metre, 
Praife  due  to  God/«c/  to  Idols. 

1  A  W  A  KE,  ye  Saints :  To  praife  your  King 
l\     Your  fweetelt  Paflions  raife, 

Your  pious  Pleafure,  while  you  fmg, 
Increafing  with  the  Praife. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  j  and  Work?  unknown 

Are  his  divine  Employ ; 
But  ftiR  his  Saints  are  near  his  Throne, 
HisTreafure  and  his  Joy. 

3  Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea  confefshis  Hand  ; 

He  bids  the  Vapours  rife  j 
Lightning  and  Storm  at  his  Command 
Sweep  througli  the  founding  Skies. 

4  All  Pow'r  that  Gods  or  Kings  have  claim'^  • 

Is  found  with  him  alone; 
But  Heathen  Gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah^  known. 

5  Which  of  the  Stocks  or  Stones  they  truft 

Can  give  them  Show'rs  of  Rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glitt'ring  Duft, 
And  pray  to  Gold  in  vain. 

6  [Then-  Gc^s  have  Tongues  that  cannot  talk,. 

Such  as  their  Makers  gave  : 
Their  Feet  were  ne'er  deiign'd  to  walk  j 
Nor  Hands  have  PowY  to  fave. 
7"Blind  are  their  Eyes,  their  Ears  are  deaf, 
Nor  hear  when  Mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  Relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
8  O,  Britain!  know  thy  living  GO D,- 
Serve  him  with  Faith  and  Fear  ; 
He  makes  thy  Churches  his  Abode, 
And  claims  thint  Hooours  tjpere, 

P  S  A  L  xM 


PSALM    CXXXVr.  S51 

PSALM    136,    Common  Metre. 

God*s  Wonders  of  Creation,  Pro'vidence,  Redempiion 
of  Ilrael,  and  Salvation  of  Mi  People » 

I  f^^  IVEThanks  toGOD  thefov'reignLordj 
VJJ     Pii^  Mercies  fill  endure, 
And  be  the  King  of  Kings  ador'd  : 
His  Truth  is  e<ver  fare. 
i  What  Wonders  hath  his  Wifdom  done  ! 
Houu  mighty  is  his  Hand ! 
Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea  he  fram'd  alone  : 
HoiJU  njuide  is  bis  Command  ! 

3  The  Sun  fupplies  the  Day  with  Light ; 

Honv  bright  his  Couvfcls  fhine  I 
The  Moon  and  Stars  adcrn  the  Night  r 
His  Works  are  a'l  dinjine. 

4  [He  ftruck  the  Sons  of  Egypt  dead  : 

HoiJo  dreadful  is  his  Rod! 
And  thence  with  Joy  his  People  led  : 
Ho'w  gracious  is  our  GO  D  I 

5  He  cleft  the  fuelling  Sea  in  twoj 

His  Arm  is  grsat  in  Might ; 
And  gave  the  Tribes  a  Paflage  throtigh  j 
His  Po-ufr  and  Grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  Army  there  he  drown'd  j 

Ho'w  glorious  are  his  Ways  ! 
And  brought  his  Saints  through  defart  Ground  5 
Eternal  be  his  Praife. 

7  Great  Monarchs  fell  beneath  his  Hand  : 

ViSIorious  is  his  S'word', 
While  J/r>/  took  the  promis'd  Land  : 
And  faithful  is  bis  Word.] 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  dead  in  Sin  j 

He  felt  his  Pity  monje  ; 
How  f^id  the  State  the  World  was  inj 
Ho'iM  boundlefs  was  his  Lcve ! 

f  He 


ssa  PSALM    CXXXVI. 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  Woe  j 

His  Gcodnefs  never  fails ; 
From  Death  and  Hell,  and  every  Foe ; 
Andjiill  his  Grace  pre'vails. 

10  Give  Thanks  to  G  O  D,  the  heav'nly  King  j 

His  Mercies  fiill  endnre  '; 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Praifes  fing  \ 
His  Truth  is  e'ver  fun. 

PSALM  156.    As  the  i4.gth  Pfalm. 
5   /^  I V  E  Thanks  to  G  O  D  moft  high, 
vJJ     The  tiniveiTal  Lord  ; 
The  fov'reign  King  of  Kings  j 
And  be  his  Grace  adorM, 

His  PoT.v''r  and  Grace 

Are  flili  the  jams  \ 

And  let  his  Name 

Have  endlefs  Fraife. 
a  How  mighty  is  his  Hand  ! 
What  Wonders  hath  he  done! 
He  form'd  the  Earth  and  Seas, 
And  fpread  the  HeavVis  alone. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall Jiill  endure  > 

And  e<ver  fure 

Abides  thy  Word. 

3  His  Wifdcm  framed  the  Sun 
To  crown  the  Day  with  Light ; 
The  Moon  and  twinkling  Stais 
To  chear  the  darkfome  Night. 

His  Poii/r  and  Grace 
Are  fill  the  fame  j 
And  let  his  Name 
Ha-ve  tndlefs  Fraife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  fiift-born  Sons, 
The  Flow'r  of  Egjpti  dead  5 
And  thence  his  chofen  Tribes 
With  Joy  and  Glory  led. 


Thy 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  253 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fiill  endure  j 

And  enjer  jure 

Abides  thy  Word. 
5  His  PowV  and  lifted  Rod 
Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two; 
And  for  his  People  made 
A  wond'rous  PafTage  througxi. 

His  Fo^r  and  Grace 

Are  fiill  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  Na?ne 

Hanje  endbfs  Fraife. 
^  But  cruel  Fharaoh  there 

With  all  his  Hoft  he  d.-ownM  ; 

And  brought  his  JjVel  fafe 

T  hrough  a  long  defart  Ground, 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fiill  endure  ; 

And  enjsr  fiire 

Abides  thy  Word.l 

PAUSE. 

7  The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  Hand  ; 
While  his  own  Servants  took 
Poffeffion  of  their  Land. 

His  Fowd^r  and  Grace 
Are  fiill  the  fame ; 
And  let  bis  Name 
Hwve  endlefs  Fraife. 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  lie 
All  perifliing  inSin, 
And  pityM  the  fad  State 
The  ruin'd  World  was  in, 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord) 
Shall  fiill  endure ; 
And  enjer  fure 
Abides  thy  Word, 

§  He 


254  PSALM    CXXXVI. 

9  He  fent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  us  from  our  Woe, 
From  Satan,  Sin  and  Death, 
And  every  hurtful  Foe. 

His  Poix}''r  and  Grace 

Are  Jiill  the  fame  ', 

And  let  his  Name 

Ha'vs  endlefs  Praift. 

10  Give  Thanks  aloud  to  GOD, 
To  G  O D  the  iieav'nly  King} 
And  let  the  fpacious  Earth 
His  Works  and  Gloriei  fing. 

-77^5'  Mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure  j 
And  e'ver  fure 
Abides  thy  Word, 

PSALM   136,     Abridged.    Long  Metre. 
X  r^  IVE  toour  GODlmmortalPraife! 
VjT  Mercy  and  Truth  are  all  his  Way*  j 

Wonders  of  Grace  to  G  0  D  bilong, 

Repeat  his  Mercies  inycur  Song, 
%  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  Renown, 

The  King  of  Kings  with  Glory  crown  ; 

His  Mercies  enjer  /hall  endure , 

When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  no  more. 
g  He  built  the  Earth,  he  fpread  the  6ky, 

And  fix'd  the  Itarry  Lights  on  high  : 

Wonders  of  Grace  to  GO  D  belong. 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  ycur  Song. 

4  He  fills  the  Sun  with  Morning  Light, 
He  bids  the  Moon  direfl  the  Night : 
His  Mercies  e<ver  /ball  endure ^ 

When  Suns  and  Moons  (hall  (hine  no  mors. 

5  The  "Jenvs  he  freed  from  Pharaofi  Hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promised  Land  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  GO D  bekng^ 

Repeat  bis  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

6  He 


PSALM    CXXXVIir.  zss 

6  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  Sin, 
And  felt  his  Pity  work  within  : 
His  Mercies  e<ver  Jball  endure, 
ff^henDeath  and  Sin  fhall  reign  no  more, 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  Pow'r  to  fave  » 
From  Guilt  and  Darknefs,  and  the  Grave  j 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  GO  D  helong. 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

8  Through  this  vain  World  he  guides  our  Feet,^ 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  Seat : 

His  Mercks  e'ver  Jh all  endure, 

When  this  vain  World  (hall  be  no  more* 

PSALM    138. 

Reftoring  and  Preferfuing  Grate. 
[  I  WjrriTH  all  my  PowYs  of  Heart  and  Tongue 
yf\    I'll  praife  ray  Maker  in  my  Song  : 
Angels  (hall  hear  the  Notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  Song,  and  join  the  Praife. 
a  Angels  that  make  thy  Church  their  Care, 
Shall  witnefs  my  Devotions  there. 
While  holy  Zeal  direds  my  Eyes, 
To  thy  fair  Temple  in  the  Skies.] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  Truth  and  Mercy,  Lord, 
ril  fmg  the  Wonders  of  thy  Word  ; 

Not  all  thy  Works  and  Names  below,         ^ 
So  much  thy  Pow'r  and  Glory  (how. 

4  To  G  OD  I  cry'd,  when  Troubles  rofe  j 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  Foes  j 
He  did  my  rifing  Fears  controul, 

And  Strength  diffused  through  all  my  Soul, 

5  The  GOD  of  Heav'n  maintains  his  State. 
Frowns  on  the  Proud,  and  fcorns  the  Great  j 
But  from  his  Throne  defcends  to  fee 

The  Sons  of  humble  Poverty. 
S  Amidft  a  thoufand  Snares  I  ftand, 
Upheld  and  guaidtd  by  thy  Hand  j 

#  Thy 


456  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

Thy  Words  my  fainting  Soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  Faith  alive. 
7  Grace  will  complete  what  Grace  begins, 
Tofave  ftom  Sorrows,  or  from  Sins  : 
The  Work  that  Wifdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  Mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

PSALM    139.    Firji  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  All-feeing  God. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  tbro'i 
I    J  Thine  Eye  commands  with  piercing  View 
My  rifmg  and  my  refting  Hours, 
My  Heart  and  Flefh  with  ail  their  Pow'rs. 

a  My  Thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  G  OD  diftinflly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  Words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
E*er  from  my  op'ning  Lips  they  break, 

3  Within  thy  circling  Pow'r  I  ftand. 
On  every  Side  I  find  thy  Hand  : 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad,  - 
I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  GOD. 

4  Amazing  Knowledge,  vaft  and  great ! 
What  large  Extent !  What  lofty  Height ! 
My  Soul,  with  all  the  Pow'rs  I  boaft. 

Is  in  the  boundlefs  Profpeft  loft, 

5  O  ?nay  thcfe  Thoughts  po/fefs  rny  Br€<ifiy 
Where-e'er  J  ro<ve^  'where-e''er  I  refi  I 
Ncr  let  my  njueaker  Pajfions  dare 
Co72fent  to  fin,  for  GO  D  is  there. 

PAUSE    I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  Service,  and  thy  Love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  Prefence  fliun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadfel  Glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  Heav'n  I  take  my  Flight ; 

'Tis  there  thou  dweli'lt  e^iron'd  in  Light : 


PSALM    CXXXtX.  257 

Or  dive  to  Hell,  there  Vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  Chains. 

8  If,  mounted  on  a  Morning-Ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  Wejiern.  Sea, 

Thy  fwifter  Hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arrefc  thy  Fugitive. 

9  Or  {hculd  I  try  to  fliun  tfay  Sight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  Veil  oi  Night, 
One  Glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  Ray, 
Would  kindle  Darknefs  into  Day. 

10  0  may  thefe  Thoughts  pojfefs  my  hreaji. 
Where'er  I  ro've,  ivhere^er  I  reji ! 

Nor  let  my  nveaker  Pajfions  dare 
Confent  iojitit  for  GOD  is  there. 
PAUSE    II. 

11  The  Veil  of  Night  is  noDifguife, 

No  Screen  from  thy  Alirearching  Eyesj 
Thy  Hand  can  feize  thy  Foes  as  foon 
ThroughiMidnight  Shades  as  blazing  Noon. 

J  a  Midnight  and  Noon  in  this  agree. 
Great  GOD,  they're  both  alike  to  Thee: 
Not  Death  can  hide  what  GOD  will  fpy. 
And  Hell  lies  naked  to  his  Eye. 

1 3  O  may  thefe  Thoughts  fojftfs  my  Breaft, 
Wherever  I  ronje^  njohere'er  I  reJi ! 
Nor  let  my  nveaker  Paf/ions  dare 
Confent  to  Siky  for  GOD  is  there. 

PSALM    139,    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  nvonderful  Formation  of  Man. 

I  'r-p  -V  AS  from  thy  Hand,  my  GOD,  I  came, 
JL     A  Work  of  fuch  a  curious  Frame  j 
In  me  thy  fearful  Wonders  (hine, 
And  each  proclairh  thy  Skill  divme. 
•  s  Thine  Eyes  did  all  my  Limbs  furvey. 
Which  yet  in  dark  Confufion  lay  j 

Thow 


258  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

Thou  raw'ft  the  daily  Growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  Model  of  thy  Book. 

3  By  Thee  my  growing  Parts  were  nam'd. 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  Counfels  fram'd. 
The  breathing  Lungs,  the  beating  Heart, 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  Art. 

4.  At  laft,  to  fhew  my  Maker's  Name, 
GOD  ftamp'd  his  Image  on  my  Frame, 
And  in  fome  unknown  Moment  join'd 
Thefinifli'd  Members  to  the  Mind. 

5  There  the  young  Seeds  of  Thought  began, 
And  all  the  Paflions  of  the  Man, 

Great  GOD,  our  infant  Nature  pays 
Immortal  Tribute  to  thy  Praife. 
PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  Age 
I've  adled  on  Life's  bnfy  Stage, 

Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  to  me  furmount 
The  Pow'r  of  Numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  Ocean  o'er. 

And  count  each  Sand  that  makes  the  Shore, 
Before  my  fwifteft  Thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

8  Thefe  on  my  Heart  are  ftill  impreft, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  Eyes  to  Reft  j 
And  at  my  waking  Hour  I  find 
GOD  and  his  Love  pofTefs  my  Mind. 

PSALM    139.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Sincerity  profejiy  And  Grace  try^dy  or,  The  Heart - 

fearchingGOD. 
J  TV /TY  GOD,  what  inward  Grief  I  feel 
•    JLVX  When  impious  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Will ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  Lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  Name  in  vain. 
z  Does  not  my  Soul  deteft  and  hate 
The  Sons  of  Malice  and  Deceit  ? 

-    Thofe 


PSALM    CXXXiX.  iSf, 

Tiiofe  that  oppofe  thy  Laws  and  Thee, 

I  count  them  Enemies  to  me. 
3  Lord,  fearch  my  Soul,  try  ev'ry  Thought. 

Though  my  own  Heart  accufe  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  falfe  Difguife, 

I  beg  the  Trial  of  thine  Eyes. 
4.  Doth  fecret  Mifchief  lurk  within  ? 

Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  Sin  ? 

Oturn  my  Feet  whene'er  I  ftray. 

And  lead  me  in  thy  perfeft  Way. 

PSALM  139.    Firjf  Part,    Common  Metre. 

GOD  is  every  lubere. 

I  ¥f^  all  my  vaft  Concerns  with  Thee, 
'*■    In  vain  my  Soul  would  try 
To  fliun  thy  Prefence,  Lord,  or  fi^ 
The  Notice  of  thine  Eye. 
«  Tby  all-furrounding  Sight  furveys 
My  Rifing  and  my  Reft  j 
My  public  Walks,  my  private  Ways, 
And  Secrets  of  my  Breaft. 
3  My  Thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  e'er  my  Lips  pronounce  the  Word, 
He  knows  the  Senfe  I  mean. 
.4  O  wond'rous  Knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 
Where  can  a  Creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  Arms  I  lie, 
Befeton  ev'ry  Side, 
5  So  let  thy  Grace  furround  me  ftill, 
And  like  a  Bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  So«l  from  ev'ry  111, 
Secur'd  by  fov'reign  Love. 
PAUSE. 
•6  Lord,  where  (hall  guilty  Souls  retire, 
Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 

M  lE 


a6o  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

In  Hell  they  raeet  thy  dreadful  Fire, 
In  Heav'n  thy  glorious  Throne. 

7  Should  1  fappref's  my  vital  Breath, 

To  'fcape  the  Wrath  divine, 
Thy  V^oice  would  break  the  Bars  of  Death, 
And  make  the  Grave  refign. 

8  If,  wing'd  with  Beams  of  Morning  Light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  JVeJi, 
Thy  Hand  which  muft  fupport  nay  FHght, 
Would  foQn  betray  my  Reft. ' 

9  If  o'er  my  Sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  Curtains  of  the  Night, 
Thofe  flaming  Eyes  that  guard  thy  Law, 
Would  turn  the  Shades  to  Light. 

10  The  Beams  of  Noon,  the  Midnight  Hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  Thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Pow'r 
From  which  I  cannot  .flee. 

P  S  A  L  M  139.  Second  Part,   Common  Metrsc 

^he  Wifdom  of  God   in  the  formation  of  Man* 

I  \A7  H  E  N  I  with  pjeafing  Wonder  ftand, 
*  '    And  all  my  Frame  furvey. 
Lord,  'tis  thy  Work  j  I  own  thy  Hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  Clay. 
a  Thy  Hand  my  Heart  and  Reins  pofleft. 
Where  unborn  Nature  grew  j 
Thy  Wife    m  all  my  Features  trac'd. 
And  all  my  Members  drew. 
3  Thine  Eye  with  niceft  Care  furvey'd 
The  Growth  of  ev'ry  Part ; 
'Till  the  whole  Scheme  thy  Thoughts  had  laid. 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  Art. 
^  Heav'n,  Earth  and  Sea,  and  Fire  and  Wind, 
Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  Skill  j 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  Wonders  flUU 

5  Thr 


V,     PSALM    CXLI.  iit 

5  Thy  awful  Glories  round  me  (hine, 
My  Flefli  protlaims  thy  Praife  j 
Lord,  to  thy  Works  of  Nature  join 
Thy  Miracles  of  Grace. 

PSALM  .139.    <v.  14,  17,  i8.   Third ParL 
Common  Metre. 
The  Mercies  of  GOD   innumerable. 
An  Evening  Pfalm. 
1*  T   ORD,  when  I  count  thy  Mercies  o'er, 
■*-*    They  ftrike  me  with  Surprize  5 
Not  all  the  Sands  that  fpread  the  Shore 
To  equal  Numbers  rife. 
%  MyFlefh  with  Fear  and  Wonder  ftands^ 
The  Produdt  of  thy  Skill  ; 
And  hourly  Bleflings  from  thy  Handa 
Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  my  Heart  by  Night  I  keep  5 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
G  may  the  Hour  that  ends  my  Sleep, 
Still  find  my  Thoughts  with  Thee. 

PSALM   141.    «!/.  2,  3,  4,  J. 
Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  Reproof, 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 
1  Ti/T Y  GOD,  accept  my  early  Vows, 
^^    Like  Morning  Incenfe  in  thiae  Hoafe, 
And  let  my  nightly  Worfhip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  Ev'ning  Sacrifice, 
a  Watch  o'er  my  Lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  ev'ry  rafti  and  heedlefs  Word  j 
Nor  let  my  Feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  Paths  where  Sinners  lead. 
3  O  may  the  Righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  Way  \ 
Their  gentle  Words,  like  Ointment  (hed. 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  chear  my  Head. 

Ms  4.  When 


Afi^  PSALM    CXLHI. 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  witii  Grief, 
ril  cry  to  Heav'n  for  their  Relief} 
And  by  my  warm  Petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  Love. 

PSALM    14.2. 

GOD  is  the  Hope  of  the  HelpUfs, 

s  »T*  O  G  O  D  I  made  my  Sorrows  known, 
J-      From  G  q  D  I  fought  Relief ; 
In  long  Complaints  before  his  Throne, 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  Grief, 
a  My  Soul  was  overwhelmed  with  Woes, 
My  Heart  began  to  break  j 
My  GOD,   who  all  my  Burdens  knows, 
He  knows  the  Way  I  take. 

3  On  ev'ry  Side  I  caftmine  Eye, 

And  found  my  Helpers  gone, 
While  Friends  and  Strangers  paft  me  by 
Negledled  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  Cry, 

And  call'd  thy  Mercy  near, 
**  Thou  art  my  Portion  when  I  die, 
*'  Be  thou  my  Refuge  here." 

5  Lord  I  am  brought  exceeding  low. 

Now  let  thine  Ear  attend, 
Anjd  make  my  Foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

6  From  my  fad  Prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then'fhall  I  praife  thy  Name, 
And  holy  Men  ihall  join  with  me 
Thy  Kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

PSALM     143. 

Complaint  of  hea'vy  AffliSiions  in  Mind  and  Body» 

I   Vf  Y  righteous  Judge,   my  gracious  GOD, 

**■'*   He»r  when  I  fprcad  my  Hands  abroad, 

And 


PSALM    CXLIir.  &6r 

And  cry  for  Succour  from  thy  Throne, 

0  make  thy  Truth  and  Mercy  known. 
*  Let  Judgment  not  againft  me  pais  j 

Behold  thy  Servant  pleads  thy  Grace  r 
Should  Juftice  call  us  to  thy  Bar^ 
No  Man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  Pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  Woes  that  burthen  me  3 
Down  to  the  Duft  my  Life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot,        ~ 

4  I  dwell  in  Darkaefs  and  unfeen  : 
My  Heart  is  defolate  within  : 

My  Thoughts  in  mufing  Silence  trace 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope 
To  bear  my  finking  Spirits  up  J 

1  ftretch  my  Hands  to  G  O  D  again. 
And  thirft  like  parched  Lands  for  Rain, 

6  For  Thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  frailing  Face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  Joys  on  Earth  remove  ? 
And  GOD,  for  ever  hide  his  Love  ? 

7  My  GOD,  thy  long  Delay  to  fave, 
Will  fink  thy  Pris'ne'r  to  the  Grave  ; 

My  Heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  Eye  5 
Make  hafte  to  help  before  I  die. 
S  The  Night  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
Diftrefiing  Pains,  diftreffing  Fears  ; 

0  might  i  hear  thy  Morning  Voice, 
How  would  my  weary 'd  Pow'rs  rejoice  ! 

9  In  Thee  I  truft,  to  Thee  I  figh. 
And  lift  my  heavy  Soul  on  high  j 
For  Thee  fit  waiting  all  the  Day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  Hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  Fetters,  Lord,  and  (how 
Which  is  the  Path  my  Feet  ihould  gaj 
If  Snares  and  Foes  befet  the  Road, 

1  flee  t©  hide  me  near  my  GOD, 

M  3  '     s  I  Teach 


94^.  PSALM    CXLIV. 

ji  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  Will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  Hill  j 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  Love 
Conduft  me  to  thy  Courts  above. 

iz  Then  fliall  my  Soul  no  more  complain, 
The  Tempter  then  (hall  rage  in  vain  j 
And  Flelh,  that  was  my  Foe  before. 
Shall  never  vex  my  Spirit  more. 

PSALM     144.     <u.  If  2.     Fir/  Part, 
Jijfiftance  and  ViBory  in  the  Spiritual  Warfare* . 

1  P  OR  ever  blefied  be  the  Lord, 
■■•  My  Saviour  and  my  Shield  j 
He  fends  his  Spirit  with  his  Word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  Field. 

2  When  Sin  and  Hell  their  Force  unite. 

He  makes  my  Soul  his  Care, 
InttiUfts  me  to  the  heav'nly  Fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the'War. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine 

Does  vcy,  weak  Courage  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  V.dt'ry  mine. 
And  his  /hall  be  the  Fraife. 

PSALM     144.  'i;.  3,  4,  5,  6.     Second  Part, 

The  Famty  of  Man,   and  Condefcenfion  of  G  0  D> 

I  T  OKD,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  MaR, 
*~^     Born  of  the  Earfh  at  firit  ? 
His  Life  a  Shadow,  light  and  vain. 
Still  bailing  to  the  Dull, 
ft  O  what  is  feeble  dying  Man, 
Or  any  of  his  Race, 
That  GOD  (hould  make  it  his  Concern 
To  vifit  him  with  Grace  ? 
3  That  GOD,  who  darts  his  Lightnings  down. 
Who  fliakes  the  Worlds  above, 

And 


P5  A  L  M    eXLIV.^  2^1^ 

And  Mountains  tremble  at  his  Frown, 
How  wond'rous  is  his  Love  ! 

PSALM    144.    V.   12 15.     third  Part. 

Grace  aho<ve  Riches ;  or,  The  Happy  Nation, 

I  IIJAPPY  the  City,  where  their  Sons 
■^^  Like  Pillars  round  a  Palace  itt. 
And  Daughters,  bright  as  polifh'd  Stones, 
Give  Strength  and  Beauty  to  the  State. 

a  Happy  the  Country,  where  the  Sheep, 
Cattle  and  Corn,  have  large  Increale  } 
Where  Men  fecurely  work  or  fleep. 
Nor  Sons  ot  Plunder  break  the  Peace, 

3  Happy  the  Nation  thus  endow'd. 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofe, 
On  whom  the  Ail-fufficient  GOD 
Hirafelf  with  ail  his  Grace  beftows, 

PSALM    144.    Long  Metre. 
The  Greatnefs  of  COD, 

r  X/fY  GOD,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife 
^^  Shall  fill  the  Remnant  of  my  Days  \ 
Thy  Grace  employ  my  humble  Tongue 
Till  Death  and  Glory  raife  the  Song, 

ft  The  Wings  of  ev'ry  Hour  ihall  bear 
Some  thankful  Tribute  to  thine  Ear  5 
And  evYy  fetting  Sun  fhall  fee 
New  Works  of  Duty  done  for  Thee. 

3  Thy  Truth  and  Juftice  111  proclaim; 
Thy  Bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  Stream  j 
Thy  Mercy  fwift,  thine  Anger  flow,  , 
But  dreadful  to  the  ftubborn  Foe, 

4,  Thy  Works  with  fov'reign  Glory  fliine. 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  ; 
Let  Britain  round  her  Shores  preclaim 
The  Sound  and  Honour  of  thy  Name. 

M  4  5  Ltj 


26a  PSALM    CXLV.  j 

5  Let  diftant  Times  and  Nations  raife 
The  long  SucceflTion  of  thy  Praife; 
And  unborn  Ages  make  my  Song 
The  Joy  and  Labour  of  their  Tongue^ 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond^rous  Deedf, 
Thy  Greatnefs  all  our  Thoughts  exceeds; 
Vaft  and  unfearchabJe  thy  Ways, 

Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  Praife. 

PSALM    145.    <v.  i'-7,  11—13.  Fif^/I  Parti 

rhe  Greatnefs  of  GOD, 

J  T   ONG  as  I  liveTll  blefs  thy  Name,. 
*-^     My  King,  my  G  O  D  of  Love  j 

My  Work  and  Joy  fhall  be  the  fame 

Li  tiie  bright  World  above. 
a  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Pow"r  unknown, 

And  let  his  Praife  be  great  j 
I II  iing  the  Honours  of  thy  1  hrone. 

Thy  Wciks  of  Grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  Gr^ce  {hall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  j 

And  while  my  Lips  rejoice, 
The  Men  that  hear  my  facred  Song 
Shall  join  their  chearful  Voice. 

4  Fathers  to  Sons  fhall  teaeh  thy  Name, 

And  Children  learn -thy  Ways  j 
Ages  to  come  thy  Truth  proclaim, 
And  Nations  found  thy  Praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  Deeds  of  ancient  Date 

Shall  through  the  World  be  known  ; 
Thine  Arm  of  Pow'r,  tliy  heav'nly  State, 
With  public  Splendor  fhown. 

6  The  World  is  manag'd  by  thy  Hands, 

Thy  Saints  are  rul'd  by  Love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  Kingdam  ftands. 
Though  Rocks  and  Hills  remove. 

PSALM 


PSALM    CXLV,  %ij 

PSALM  145.  *u.  7,  &f<-.    Sec<ind  ?arU 

the  CoodnefsofGOD, 

>  q WEE T  is  the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Grace, 
•^  My  GOD,  my  heav'nly  King  j 
Let  Age  to  Age  thy  Righteoufnefs 
In  Sounds  of  Glory  fing. 

2  G  O  D  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  Goodnefs  to  the  Skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  Earth  his  Bounty  ihines, 
And  ev'ry  Want  fupphes. 

3  With  longing  Eyes  thy  Creatures  wait 

On  Thee  for  daily  Food, 
Thy  lib'ral  Hand  provides  their  Meat, 
And  fills  their  Mouths  with  Good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  Compaffions,  Lord ! 

How  flow  thine  Anger  moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'ning  Word 
To  chear  the  Souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endlefs  Race 

Thy  Pow'r  and  Praife  proclaim  f  '' 

But  Saints  that  tafte  thy  richer  Gracin 
Delight  to  blefs  thy  Name. 

P  S  A  L  M  14.5.  «z/.  14.,  17,  &c.    Third  Part. 

Mercy  to  Sufferers j  or,  GOD  hearing  Prayer, 

J  T  ET  evVy  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak, 
*-^    Thou  fov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  ftrength'ning  Hands  uphold  tfee  Weak, 
And  raife  the  Poor  that  fall. 
%  When  Sorrow  bows  the  Spirit  down, 
Or  Virtue  lies  diftrefl 
Beneath  fome  proud  Oppreflbr's  Frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  Mourners  Reft. 
3  The  Lord  fupports  our  tott'riag  Days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  Youth  ; 

M5  Holy 


s6g  PSALM    CXLVr. 

Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  Ways, 
And  all  his  Words  are  Truth. 

4  He  knows  the  Pain  his  Servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  Children  cry, 
And  their  bell  Wilhes  to  fulfil, 
His  Grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  Mercy  never  iliall  remove  ' 

From  Men  of  Heart  fmcere  ; 
He  faves  the  Souls,  whofe  humble  Love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  Fear. 
<  [His  ftubborn  Foes  his  Sword  (hall  flay. 
And  pierce  their  Hearts  with  Pain  j 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay, 
**  They  fought  his  Aid  in  vain."] 
7  [My  Lips  (hall  dwell  upon  his  Praife, 
And  fpread  his  Fame  abroad  j 
Let  all  the  Sons  of  Adam  raife 
The  Honours  of  their  G  OD.] 

PSALM    146.    Long  Metre. 
Traije  to  GOD  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

3  p  R  A  f  S  E  ye  the  Lord,  my  Heart  (hall  ]om. 
*■      In  Works  fo  pleafant,  (o  divine  j 
Now  while  the  Fle(h  is  raine  Abode, 
And  when  my  Soul  afcends  to  G  O  D. 

a  Praife  (hall  employ  my  noblelt  Pow'rs, 
While  Immortality  endures  j 
Mv  Days  of  Praife  (hall  ne'er  be  pa(t, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft, 

3  Why  (hould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft? 
Princes  muft  die,  and  turn  to  Duft  ; 

Their  Breath  departs,  their  Pomp  and  Pow'r, 
And  Thoughts  all  vani(h  in  an  Hour. 

4  Happy  the  Man,  whofe  Hopes  rely 
Qi\  Ijy el's  GOD:  He  made  the  Sky, 
And  Earth,  and  Seas,  with  all  their  Train, 
And  none  (liili  find  hi«i[Proinif«  vain. 

5  His 


PSALM    CXLVI.  269 

5  His  Truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  : 

He  faves  th'  Oppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor ; 
He  fends  the  lab'ring  Confcience  Peace, 
And  grants  the  Pris'ner  fweet  Releafe. 

6  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  5 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mindj 
He  helps  the  Stranger  in  Diftrefs, 

The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves  his  Saints,  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell : 
Thy  G  O  D,  O  Smi,  ever  reigns  j 
Praife  him  in  everlafting  Strains. 

PSALM     146.    As  the  113th  Pfalra, 

Fraife  to  GOD  for  his  Goodnefs  and  truth » 

IT'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  Breath-. 
•*■     And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death, 
'     Praife  (bail  employ  my  nobler  Pow'rs ; 
My  Days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft. 
Or  Immortality  endures. 
■%'-  Why  fhould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die,  and  turn  to  Duftj 

Vain  is  the  Help  of  Flefh  and  Blood  : 
Then'  Breath  departs,  their  Pomp,  and  Pow'r^ 
And  Thoughts,  all  vanifh  in  an  Hour, 
NoF  can  they  make  their  Promife  good. 
3  Happy  the  Man  whofs  Hopes  rely 
On  T/rV/'s  GOD:  He  made  the  Sky, 

And  Earth  and  Seas,  with  all  their  Train  j 
His  Truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  j 
He  faves  th'  Oppreft,  he  feeds  th?  Poor, 
And  none  (hall  find  his  Promife  vain. 
4.  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  j 
TJe  Lord  fupports  tlie  finking  Mind  j 
He  fends  the  labTOig  Confcience  Peace, 

M  6  He 


»7P  P  SAL  M    CXLVIL 

He  helps  the  Stranger  in  Diftrefs, 
The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs,     ' 
And  grants  the  Pris'ner  fweet  Releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  Saints ;  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell : 

Thy  GOD,  O  Sion,  ever  reigns  j 
Let  evVy  Tongue,  let  ev'ry  Age, 
In  this  exalted  Work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  Strains. 

6  ril  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  Breathy, 
And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death, 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  Pow'rs : 
My  Days  of  Praife  fliall  ne'er  be  paft. 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Bemg  laft. 

Or  Immortality  endures. 

PSALM    147.    Firfi  Part. 
*The  Di'vine  Nature,  Pronjidenee  and  Grace. 

a  p  R  A I S  E  ye  the  Lord  :  'Tis  good  to  raife 
*      Our  Hearts  and  Voices  in  his  Praife  s 
His  Nature  and  his  Works  invite 
To  make  this  Duty  our  Delight. 

a  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufalem, 
And  gathers  Nations  to  his  Name  : 
His  Nlercy  melts  the  ftubborn  Soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  Spirit  whole. 

3  He  torm'd  the  Stars,  thofc  heav'nly  Flamcs,^ 
He  ceunts  their  Numbers,  calls  their  Name*  : 
His  Wifdom's  vaft,  and  knows  no  Bound, 

A  Deep  where  all  our  Thoughts  are  drownM. 

4  Great  is  ourLord,  and  great  his  Might  j 
And  all  his  Glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  Meek,  rewards  the  Juft, 
And  treads  the  Wicked  to  the  D\xk. 
PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high. 

Who  fpreads  his  Clouds  itil  round  the  Sky  j 

There 


PSALM    CXLVn.  %jx 

There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  Rain, 
Nor  lets  Che  Drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Hills  adorn  ;. 
And  cloaths  the  fmiling  Fields  with  Com  \ 
The  Beafts  with  Food  his  Hands  fupply. 
And  the  young  Ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  Creatures  Skill  or  Force. 
The  fprightly  Man,  the  warlike  Horfe, 
The  nimble  Wit,  the  adlive  Limb  ? 
All  are  teo  mean  Delights  for  him. 

8  But  Saints  are  lovely  in  his  Sight  j 
He  views  his  Children  with  Delight  i 

He  {tti  their  Hope,  he  knows  their  Fear; 
And  looks  and  loves  his  Image  there. 

PSALM    147.    Secand  Fart, 

Summer  and  Winter, 
A  Song  for  Great-Britain* 

It  /^Bri/<a/»,  praife  thy  mighty  GOD, 
^^  And  make  his  Honours  known  abroad; 
He  bid  the  Ocean  round. thee  flow  j 
Not  Bars  of  Brafs  could  guard  thee  fo» 

a  Thy  Children  are  fecure  and  bleft  j 
Thy  Shores  have  Peace,  thy  Cities  Reft  j 
He  feeds  thy  Sons  with  fineft  Wheat, 
And  adds  his  Bleffing  to  their  Meat. 

3  Thy  changing  Seafons  he  ordains, 
Thy  early  and  thy  latter  Rains; 

His  Flakes  of  Snow  like  Wool  he  fends. 
And  thus  the  fpringing  Corn  do/^ends. 

4  With  hoary  Froft  he  ftrews  the  Ground ; 
His  Hail  defcends  with  clatt'ring  Sound  j 
Where  is  the  Man  fo  vainly  bold 

That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  Cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  Southern.  Breezes  blow; 
The  Ice  dlflblve,  the  Waters  flow ; 

But 


a;*^  PSALM     CXLVII. 

But  he  hath  nobler  Works  and  Ways 
''  To  call  the  Britons  to  his  Praife. 
6  To  all  the  Ifle  his  Laws  are  fliown  j 

Hi^  Gofpel  through  the  Nation  known; 

He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  Word 

To  ev'ry  Land  :  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

P  S  AL  M  147.  v.  7-9,  13--X8.  Comnaoft  Metre, 

'The  Seafons  of  the  Tear, 

I  "VKJ I  T  H  Songs  and  Honours  founding  lou^, 
' '^      Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  Heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  Cloud, 
And  Waters  veil  the  Sky. 
a  He  fends  his  ShowVs  of  Blefllngs  down 
To  chear  the  Plains  below  j 
He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Mountains  crown, 
And  Corn  in  Valiies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  Ox  his  Meat, 

He  hears  the  Ravens  ct  y  ; 
But  Man  who  taftes  his  fine  ft  Wheat, 
Sheuld  raife  his  Honours  high. 

4  His  Iteady  Counfels  change  the  Face 

Of  the  declining  Year  ; 
He  bids  the  Sun  cut  ftiort  his  Race,- 
And  wint'ry  Days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  Fioft,  his  fleecy  Snow, 

Defcei.d  and  clothe  the  Ground  j 
Theliqui>-',  Strean-is  ^rirbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  Fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  liis  dreadful  Stores  on  high. 

He  pours  the  ra-tl  ng  Haii, 
The  Wretch  that  d?.  es  this  GOD  defy, 
Shall  find  his  Couiap^e  tail, 

7  He  fends  his  Word  a.id  melts  the  Snow, 

The  Fields  no  long  •*  mourn  j 
He  calls  the  warmer  C'?J-  s  fo  blow, 
And  biws  the  Spring  return. 

8  The 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  zjf- 

8  The  changing  Wind,  the  flying  Cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  Word  j 
With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud, 
Praife  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord. 

PSALM    14.8.    Proper  Metre. 

Praife  to  GOD  from  all  Creatures, 

J  yj'E  Tribes  of  Adanty  join 

*      With  Heav'n,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
And  offer  Notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  Praife. 
Ye  holy  Throng 
Of  Angels  bright. 
In  Worlds  of  Light 
Begin  the  Song. 

a  Thou  Sun  with  dazzling  Rays, 
And  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife, 
With  Stars  of  twinkling  Light. 

His  Pow'r  declare. 

Ye  Floods  on  high,  ^ 

Ani  Clouds  that  fly, 

In  empty  Air. 

3  The  (hining  Worlds  above 
In  glorious  Order  ftand, 
Or  in  fwift  Courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  Command, 
He  fpake  the  Word, 
And  all  their  Frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praife  the  Lord. 
4.  He  mov'd  their  mighty  Wheals 
In  unknown  Ages  paft, 
And  each  his  Word  fulfils, 
While  Time  and  Nature  iaft^ 

la 


274  PSA  L  M    CXLVIII. 

In  difF'refit  Ways 
His  Works  proclaim 
His  wond'rous  Name, 
And  fpeak  his  Praife. 

PAUSE, 

5  Let  all  the  Earth-born  Race,. 
And  Monfters  of  the  Deep, 
The  Fifh  that  cleave  the  Seas, 
Or  in  their  Bofom  fleep. 

From  Sea  and  Shore 
Their  Tribute  pay. 
And  ftill  difplay 
Their  Maker's  Pow'r. 

6  Ye  Vapours,  Hail,  and  Snow, 
Praife  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  Winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  Word. 

When  Lightnings  fliine, 
Or  Thunders  roar, 
Let  Earth  adore 
His  Hand  divine. 

7  Yet  Mountains  near  the  Skies, 
With  lofty  Cedars  there, 
And  Trees  of  humbler  Size, 
That  Fruit  in  Plenty  bear  j 

Beafts  wild  and  tame. 

Birds,  Flies,  and  Worms, 

In  various  Forms, 

Exalt  his  Name. 
$  Ye  Kings  and  Judges  fear 
The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King} 
And  wliile  you  rule  us  here. 
His  heav'nly  Honours  fing  j 

Nor  let  the  Dteam 

Of  Pow'r  and  State, 

Make  yaw  forget 

IJ is  Pow'r  fuprem?. 


5  Virgins 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVIII,  ^7i 

9  Virgins  and  Youth  engage 
To  found  his  Praife  divine, 
While  Infancy  and  Age 
Their  feebler  Voices  join  ? 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  Name  be  fung 

By  ev'ry  Tongue, 

In  endlefs  Strains. 
30  Let  all  the  Nations  fear    - 
The  GOD  that  rules  above  i 
He  brings  his  People  near. 
And  makes  them  tafte  his  Love, 

While  Earth  and  Sky 

Attempt  his  Praife> 

His  Saints  (hall  raife 

His  Honours  high. 

PSALM  148.  Paraphrafed  in  Long  Metre, 

Unfuerfal  praife  to  GOD, 

I  T  OUD  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  (dwell  | 

''-'     From  diftant  Worlds  where  Creatures 
Let  Heav'n  begin  the  folemn  Word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  Hell, 

Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of'thi 
old  wrih  or  ji-jth  Pfalm,  if  thefe  invo  Linei  be 
added  to  e'very  Stanza  (viz) 

Each  of  his  Works  his  Name  difplays^ 
:6ut  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  Praife. 

Otherwife  it  mu/l  be  fung  to  the  ufual  Tunes  of  tht 

Long  Metre, 
a  The  Lord!  how  abfolute  he  reigns  I 
Let  ev>y  Angel  bend  the  Knee  j. 
Sing  of  his  Love  in  heav'nly  Strairrs, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  Terrors  be. 

3  High 


9  7j«.^  PSALM    CXLVIir. 

3  High  on  a  Throne  his  Glories  dwell. 
An  awful  Throne  of  fhining  Blifs : 

Fly  through  the  World,  O  Sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  Beams,  ccmpar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  Tempefts,  and  his  Fame 
In  Sounds  of  dreadful  Praife  declare; 
And  the  fweet  Whifpers  of  his  Name 
Fill  evVy  gentler  Breeze  of  Air. 

5  Let  Clouds,  and  Winds,  and  Waves  agree 
To  join  their  Praife,  with  blazing  Fire  j 
Let  the  firm  Earth  and  rolling  Sea 

In  this  eternal'Song  confpire. 
<  Ye  flowYy  Plains  proclaim  his  Skill  j 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  Eye  j 
And  let  his  Praife  fr®m  ev'ry  Hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  ne'ghb'ring  Sky. 

7  Yeftubborn  Oaks,  and  ftately  Eines, 
Bend  your  high  Branches,  and  ?dore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  Beafts,  in  different  Strains  j 
The  Lamb  muft  bleat,  the  Lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye-mull  make  his  Praife  your  Theme, 
Nature  demands  a  Song  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  Fifli  that  cut  the  Stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  Praifes  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  Tongue, 
When  Nature  all  around  you  fmgs  ? 

O  for  &  Shout  from  Old  and  Young, 
From  humble  Swains,  and  lofty  Kings ! 

J©  Wide  as  his  vaft  Dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  Name  be  known  j 
Loud  as  his  Thunder  Oiout  his  Praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  Throne. 

11  Jehovah  !  'tis  si  glorious  Word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  Tongue  ! 
But  Saints,  who  bed  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  Song. 

12  Speak 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  »77 

aa  Speak  of  the  Wonders  of  that  Lovei 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  Chord : 
From  all  below  and  all  above. 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

PSALM    14S.    Short  Metre. 

Univerfal  Pratfe. 

2  T  E  T  ev'ry  Cre-ature  join 

^     To  praife  th'  eternal  G  O  D  j 
Ye  heav'nly  Hods  the  Song  begin> 

And  found  his  Name  abroad. 
a  Thou  Sunwith  golden  Beams, 

And  Moon  with  paler  Rays, 
Ye  Itarry  Lights,  ye  twinkling  Flames, 

Shine  to  your  Maker  s  Praile, 

3  He  built  thofe  Worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  Frame  s 
By  his  Command  they  Hand  or  move, 
And  ever  fpeak  his  Name, 

4  Ye  Vapours,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  Show'rs  or  Snow, 
Ye  Thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  Skies> 
His  Pow'r  and  Glory  (how. 
J  Wind,  Hail,  and  fiafliing  Fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  Storms  eonfpire 
To  execute  his  Word. 
$  By  all  his  Works  above 
His  Honours  be  expreft  j 
But  Saints  that  tafte  his  faving  Love, 
Should  fmg  his  Praifes  beft. 

PAUSE    I. 

7  Let  Earth  and  Ocean  know 
They  owe  their  Maker  Praife  : 

Praife 


^jt  PSALM    CXLVIir. 

Praife  him,  ye  wat'ry  Worlds  below^ 
And  Monfters  of  the  Seas. 

8  From  Mountains  near  the  Sky 

Let  his  high  Praife  refound, 
From  humble  Shrubs  and  Cedars  high, 
And  Vales  and  Fields  around. 

9  Ye  Lions  of  the  Wood, 

And  tamer  Beafts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  Food,. 
And  he  experts  your  Praife. 

10  Ye  Birds  of  lofty  Wing, 

On  high  his  Praifes  bear  ; 
Or  fir  on  flow'ry  Boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker^s  Glory  there. 

XI  Ye  creeping  Ants  and  Worms, 
His  various  Wifdom  {how, 
And  Flies  in  all  your  fiiining  Swarms,. 
Praife  him  that  drcit  you  fo. 

11  By  all  the  Earth -born  Race 

His  Honours  be  expreft. 
But  Saints  that  know  his  heav'hly  Grace, 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  beft, 

P  A  U  S  E    IL 

J  3  Monarchs  of  wide  Command, 
Praife  ye  th' eternal  King  ; 
Judges,  adore  that  fov'reign  Hand, 
Whence  all  your  Honours  fpiing, 

14  Let  vig'rous  Youth  engage 

To  found  his  Praifes  high  : 
While  growing  Babes,  and  with'ring  Age> 
Their  feebler  Voices  try. 

15  United  Zeal  be  fhown 

His  wond'rous  Fame  toraife  ; 
GOD  is  the  Lord  :    His  Name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  Praife. 

16  Let 


PSALM     CXLIX,  275^ 

36  Let  Nature  join  with  Art. 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  Saints  ihat  dwell  fo  near  his  Hearty 
Should  fing  his  Praifes  beft. 


PSALM    S49. 


¥raife  GOD  allhu  Saints-,  or,  The  Saints  Judg'> 
ing  the  fTdrU. 

3    ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
-^    And  let  your  Songs  be  new ; 
Amidft  the  Chureh  with  chearful  Voice 
His  latter  Wonders  ftiew. 

■s,  The  Jeivs,   the  People  of  his  Grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing  ; 
And  Gentile  Nations  join  the  Praife, 
Whik  Sion  owns  her  King. 

^  The  Lord  takes  Pleafwre  in  the  Juft, 
Whom  Sinners  treat  with  Scorn  : 
The  Meek  that  lie  defpis'd  in  Duft, 
Salvation  fhall  adorn. 

4.  Saints  (hould  be  joyful  in  their  Kin'g, 
E'en  on  a  dying  Bed  :  . 
And  like  the  Souls  in  Glory  fing, 
For  GOD  Ihall  raife  the  Dead. 

\£  Then  his  high  Praife  (hall  fill  their  TongueSj 
Their  Hands  (hall  wield  the  Sword  : 
And  Vengeance  fhall  attend  their  Songs, 
The  Vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

r6  When  Chriji  the  Judgment  Seat  afcends, 
And  bids  the  World  appear. 
Thrones  are  prepared  for  all  his  Friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Thea 


a8a  P  S  A  L  M     CL. 

7  Then  ftiall  they  rule  with  Iron  Rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel  ; 
And  join  the  Sentence  of  their  GOD,     ^ 
On  Tyrants  doom'd  to  Hell. 

8  The  Royal  Sinners  bound  in  Chains 

New  Triumphs  (hall  afford  j 
Such  Honour  for  the  Saints  remains  % 
Praife  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM    150.    ^.  I,  z^  6, 

A  Song  of  Praife, 

IN  GOD'S  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  Praif«, 
His  Grace  he  there  reveals  j 
To  Heav'n  y©ur  Joy  and  Wonder  raifc,         A  _ 
For  there  his  Glory  dwells.  •    III 

a  Let  all  your  facred  Paffions  move, 
While  you  rehearfe  his  Deeds  ; 
But  the  great  Work  of  faving  Love 
Your  higheft  Praife  exceeds. 
3  All  that  have  Motion,  Life  and  Breath,      ^ 
Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  5 
Yet  when  my  Voice  expires  in  Death, 
My  Soul  fliaJl  praife  kim  beft. 


THE 


THE 

CHRISTIAN 
D  O  X  O  L  O  G  r. 


Long  Metre. 

TO  GOD  the  Father,  GOD  the  Son, 
And  G  aD  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Praife,  and  Glory  giv'ii 
By  all  on  Earth,  and  all  in  IJeav'n. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  GOD  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known. 
Or  Saints  that  love  the  Lord. 


CSsmmon   Metre,   ivben  the  Tune  includes  two 
Stanzas, 


I. 

rnpHE  GOD  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 
*    Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  Word, 
And  New- creating  Breath. 

II. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  S{)irit  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Xet  Saims  and  Angels  join. 

€hort 


2»a  D  O  X  O  L  O  G  I  E  S. 

Short  Metre. 

YE  Angels  round  the  Throne, 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfliip  the  Father,  pr^e  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too, 

,    As  the  tilth  Pfalm. 

NO W  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  Praife  and  Glory  giv'n. 
Through  all  the  Worlds  where  G  O  D  is  known* 
By  all  the  Angels  near  the  Throne, 
And  all  the  Saints  in  Earth  and  Heaven, 


T°, 


As  the  \^%tb  Pfalm, 

GOD  the  Father*s  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours  raife  j 
Glory  to  G  O  D  the  Son, 
To  G  O  D  the  Spirit  Praife  : 
With  all  our  Pow'rs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  Name  we  fing. 
While  Faith  adorer. 


THE     END. 


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An    INDEX, 

H^  R 

TABLE  to  find  a  Pfalm  fuited  to 
particular  Subjects  or  Occasions. 

Note,  In  this  Table  I  ha<ve  not  direSied  to  the  fenjeral 
Farts  or  Metres  of  the  Fjalm,  leji  it  Jbould  brted 
too  great  a  Conjujion  of  Pie^'ures.  IVbat  is  fought 
in  any  if  aim  may  eofily  befjund,  by  turning  a  Leaf 
or  tn.vo  backnvard  orfor'vuard  to  the  difincl  Parts 
or  Metres. 

If  you  find  not  nvhat  Wordyouftk  in  this  Table  y  feek 
another  of  the  fame  Si^nifiraUon  :  Or,fetkit  under 
fome  of  the  more  gent-al  Wo'ds,  Juch  as  God, 
Chrilt,  Church,  Saints,  pralm,  Prayer,  Praife, 
Affl  <5lion,  Grace,  Deliveran.e,  Death,  (sfc. 


ADAMx.\\t  firft  and 
fecond,  their  Do- 
minion S. 
JffitSiedi    Pity  to  them 

41,  35.  and  tempted, 
fupported  5;,,  145,  14.6. 
their  Prayer  loi,  14.3. 
Saints  happy  73,  94, 
119,  j^th  Part. 

Affiiclions,  Hope  in  thenm 

42,  ;  3,  77,  Support  and 
Profit  119,  \^ih  Part. 
lnftiu6tion  by  them 
54, 1 19.  iSthParty  fanc- 
tified  94  119,  T  ZthPart. 
Courage  in  ;hr.m  119, 
ryth  Part,  removed  by 
Prayer  34,  107.    Sub- 


miflion  to  them  123, 
131,  36.  from  Men,feg 
Perjlcution ,  i  n  M i  n  d  a n d 
Body  143.  trying  our 
Graces  66  119.  17/^ 
F^r/,  without  Reje6Vion 
89.  ot  Saint*  and  c?in- 
ne.  s  different  94,gentle 
J 03,  mv^deraie  ■  125, 
very  great  102,  143,  75. 

Jged  Saints  Reflection 
and  H  pe  71. 

All-f  ring  God  139. 

v^;7>f^/j  Guardian  54,  91, 
ailfuhj  il  ro  i  hrift  89, 
97.  praife  the  Lord  103. 
prefent  in  Churches 
138. 
N  Appeal 


INDEX. 


Appeal  to  God  againft 
Perfecutors  7. concern- 
ing our  Sincerity  139. 
Humility  131. 

Afcenfitn  of  Chrift  44,  ^8, 
47,  no. 

Affifiance  ivom.GQ^  144, 
138. 

/4Mf ?yj«  praftical  14,  36, 
12.  punifhed  10. 

AttributeiO^God.  36,14^1, 
T45,  147. 

i^«//!7or//jfroniGcd75,82. 
B 

EAchJlidin^  Soul  in 
r  DiltrefsandDerer- 
tion  25.  reftored  51. 
pardoned  7S,  130. 

Bhjfwg  of  God  on  the 
Buiinefs  and  Comforts 
of  Life  127 

BleJJingso\  a  Family  128, 
133.  of  a  Nation  144, 
147.  of  the  Country  65, 
i47.()faPeifoni,32,ii2. 

Blood o[  Chrift  clsanfing 
from  Sin  51,  69. 

Bc<7i^oFNatureandScrip- 
tuie  19,  119,  ^th Pari, 

Britain^  Profp-rrity,  67. 
delivered  from  Slavery, 
7:.  Happinefs  147. 

Broiht-riy  Love  133.  Re- 
proof 141. 

B ujifiefs  of  Li  fc  bleft  1 2 7 . 
C 

(-^ARE  of  God  over 
.!  his  Saints  34. 
Charity  to  the  Poor  37, 


41,  iia.  and  Jufticei5 
112.    mixed  with  Im- 
precations 35. 
Omifement.ktAffitaions 
C^5/wrf»  praifing  God  8. 
afiadeBlefllngsi27,i28. 
inftrildted  34,  78. 
Chriji  the  fecond  Adamt 
his    Incarnation,     his 
Dominion,  his  All-fuf- 
ficiency  16.  his  Afccn- 
fion  24,   65,   no.  the 
Church's    Foundation 
118.  his  Coming,  the 
Signs  of  it  12.  his  Con- 
defcenfion  and  Glorifi- 
cation    8.     Covenant 
made  with  him  89.Fii  ft 
and  fecond  Coming,  or 
his  Incarnation,  King- 
dom and  Judgment  96, 
97,  98.  the  true  David 
89,  35.  his  Death  and 
Refurredlionz2,i6,  69. 
theEternalCreator  102, 
exalted  to  the  King- 
dom 2,  21,  8,  72,  no. 
ourExample  109.  Faith 
in  his  Blood   51.  God 
and  Man  89.  his  God- 
head !02.  our  Hope  4, 
51.  his  Incarnation  and 
Sacrifice  4?.  the  King 
and    the  Church    his 
Spoufe  45.    his  Kip.g- 
dom    among  Gentiles 
72,  87, 132.  his  Love  to 
Enemies  109,   35.  his 
Majefty 


INDEX. 


Majefty    97,    99.    his 
Mediatorial  Kingdom 
89,  no.  hisObediei^e 
and  Death  69.  his  per- 
fonal  Glories  and  Go- 
vernment 45.   praifed 
by  Children  8.  Prieft 
and  King  no.  hisRe- 
furredtion  on  theLord's 
Day  118.  our  Strength 
and  Righteoufnefs  71. 
his      Sufferings      and 
Kingdom  2,  ai,  69.  his 
SufferiiTgs  tor  our  Sal- 
vation 69.  his  Zeal  and 
Reproaches  ibid. 
Chrijiians  Qu^alifications 
15,  44.  Church  made  of 
Jews  and  Gentiles  87. 
C*6arrA  its  Beauty  45,  48, 
izi.  the  Birth-place  of 
Saints  87.  built  onjefus 
Chria  118.  Delight  and 
Safety  in  it  27.  Deftruc- 
tion  of  Enemies  pro- 
ceeds from  thence  76. 
Gathered    and  fettled 
1 1%.  of  the  Gentiles  45, 
47.  God  fights  for  her 
46,  10,  20.  God's  Pre- 
iehce  there  132,    84. 
God's  fpecial  Delight 
57,  131.  G«d's  Garden 
92.  Going  to  it  122.  the 
Houfeand  Care  of  God 
135.   of  the  Jews  and 
Gentiles  87,  itslncreafe 
67.  Prayer  in  Diftrefs 
%Q,  Perfecuted  fee  Per- 


fecution.   Reftoredby 
Prayer  85, 102, 107,  its 
.  Safety  in  national  De- 
foiation  4S.  istheSafet> 
and  Honour  of  aNation 
48,  the  Spoufe  of  Clirift 
45,    its   Worfhip    and 
Order   48.   Wrath  a- 
gainft    Enemies    pro- 
ceeds thence  76. 
Colonies  planted  107. 
Comjortj    Holinefs  and 
Pardon  4,  32, 119,  nth 
and   1 2th  Parts,    and 
Support  in  God  94,  i6. 
from    ancient    Provi- 
dences 77,  143.  of  Life 
bleft  1 27.  and  Pardoa 
130. 
CoOT/>/««>'of  Saints,  1 6, 109. 
Complaint    of    Abfence 
from  I  ublic  Worfhip 
42.    of  Sicknefs   6.   of 

€efertion  13.  Pride, 
theifm,  Oppreffion, 
fefc.  10,  12.  of  Tempta- 
tion 13,  general  T02.  of 
quarrelfome  Neigh- 
bours 12.  of  heavy  Af« 
fliftions  in  Mind  and 
Body  143. 
CompaJJion  of  God  1031 

H5»  147-      . 
Communion  with  Samts 

106,  133. 
Confejfion  of  our  Poverty 

16.  of  Sin,  Repentance 

and  Pardon  32,  51,  38, 


INDEX. 


Confcience  tender  T19, 
1  3/^  Party  its  Guilt  re- 
lieved 38,  32,  51,  130. 

Contention  complained  of 
120. 

Con'verfe  with  God  63, 
119,  zd  Part. 

Conver/ion  and  Joy  126, 
at  the  Afcenfion  of 
Chrift  no.  of  Jews  and 
Gentiles  87,   106,  96. 

Correction,  fee  Affliftion. 

Corruption  of  Manners 
general  n,  12. 

Counfel a.nd  Supportfrom 
God  16,  119. 

Courage  in  Death  16,  17, 
71.  in  Perfecution  119, 
lyr/;  Part. 

Covenant  made  with 
Chrift  89.  of  Grace  un  • 
changeable  89,  106. 

Creationznd  Providence 

'35'  136,  33»  i04>  H7> 
148. 
Creatures,  no  Truft  in 
them  62,  33,  146.  vain, 
and  Gcd  All-lufficient 
33,  Praifmg  God  14S. 
D 

D^/Lf  Devotion  55, 
139.  ^ 
Day  of  Humiliation  for 
Difappointments  in 
War  60. 
Death  and  Refurre6lion 
of  Chrift,  16,  69.  or 
Saints  and  Sinners  17, 
37,  49,  and  Sufferings 


of  Chrift  a2,  '69.  Deli- 
verance from  it  31,  and 
Prid,e49.and  Refurrec- 
tion  49,  71, 8 9. Courage 
in  it  16,  17,  23.  the 
Effed:  of  Sin  90. 

Defence  in  God  3,  121, 
and  Salvation  in  J2o<\ 
18,  61. 

Delaying  Sinners  warn'd 

95- 

Delight  and  Safety  in  the 
Church  48,  27,  84,  18. 

Delinjerance  begiin  and 
perfeded  85.  from  De~ 
fpair  1 8. from  deep  Dif- 
trefs  34,40. from Denth 
3i,ii8.tromOpprefrion 
and  Falfliood  56.  from 
Perfecution,  53,  94.  by 
Prayer  34,40,  85,  126. 
from  Shipwreck  107. 
from  Slander  31.  Sur- 
rizing  126.  from 
en.ptations  3,  6,  13, 
18  from  a  Tumult  118. 

Diprtion  and  i  iftiefs  of 
Soul  25,  13,  38,  143. 

DJire  of  Knowledge  119, 
9/^  Party  of  Holinefs 
119,  nth  Party  of  Com- 
fort and  Deliverance 
119  12//' /'/ar/,  of  quick- 
t^nmg  Grace  119,  i6th 
Pa-t. 

DefolatiotiSy  the  Church's 
Safety  in  them  46. 

Defpnir  and  Hope  in 
Death 


INDEX. 


Death  17,  49.  Delive- 
rance from  it  18,  130. 

Devotion!  daily  55,  134, 
i4i.onafick  bed,  36,  6. 
fee  Morning,  Even- 
ing, J>ord's  Day. 

DireSiion  and  Par  ion  45. 
and  Defence  prayed  for 
5,  and  Hope  42.  fee 
Knowledge. 

Difeafe,  fee  Sicknefs. 

Diflrefs  of  Soul  or  Back- 
fluiing  and  Defertion 
25.  relieved  51,  130. 

Domifiion  of  Man  over 
Creatures  8. 

Doubts  3.nd  Fearsfuppreft 

3j  3i»  14-3- 
Drunkard  and  Glutton 

107. 
Duty  to  God  and  Man 

15,  24. 
Dnvellhig  with  God,  fee 

Hearen,  Church,  £ff. 
E 

EDUCATIONrdi- 
gious  34,  78: 
Egypfs  Plagues  105. 
£7jd  of   Righteous   and 

Wicked  I,  37. 
Enemies    overcome    18. 
prayed  for  35,  109.  de- 
ftroyed  12,  76,  48. 
En-vy  and  Unbeliatcur'd 

37»  49-   ' 
Equity  and  Wifdcm  of 

Providence  9. 
Evening  Pfaim  4,   139, 

141. 


E'vidmce  of  Grace,  or 
Self  Examination  26. 
of  Sinc-^fity  18,  19,  139. 

£w7 Times  la,  Neigh- 
bours 120,  Magiftrates 

11,  58,  82. 
Exaltation  of  Chrift  to 

the  Kingdom  2,  21,  22, 
6^,  72,,  110. 

Examination  f  or  Evi- 
dences of  Grace26, 139. 

Exhortations  toFeaceand 
Holinefs  34. 
F 

F^/T//,  and  Prayer  of 
perfecuted  Saints 
35.  in  the  Blood  of 
Chrift  51,  32.  in  divine 
Grace  and  power  62, 
130. 

Eaithfulmfs  of  God  8g, 
105,  111,  145,  146.  of 
Man  15,  141. 

Faljhood,  Siafphem}',  &c. 

12,  and  Oppreffion,  De- 
liverance from  them 
12,  56-. 

Family  Government  10 1 . 
Love  and  Worfhip  133. 
Blefiings  128. 

Fears  and  Doubts  fup- 
prelTcid  3,  34,  31.  in  the 
Worfliip  of  God  89, 
99. of  God  U(),i'ithPari. 

Flattery  and  Deceit  corw- 
pl.ined  of  I2,.  36. 

Forgi--v£n£jSy  fe e  Pa  r do n . 

Formal  Worlkip  50. 
N  I  Frailty 


INDEX. 


Frailty  of  Man  S9,  90, 
144.. 
Fretfuhefs    difcouraged 

37. 
Yr'midjhip    its  Bleffings 

}-M/;£ral  Pfalm  89,  90. 
G 

C"l  ENTILES  given  to 
J  Cbrilt  2,  22,  72. 
Chwrch  45,  65,  72,  87. 
Owning  the  true  Qod 
96,98,47. 

Chrijication  and  Conde- 
fcenfion  ot  Chrift  8,  45. 
Glory  of  God  in  our 
Salvation  69,  andGrace 
promifed  §4,  97,  89. 

Glutton  78.  and  Drunk- 
ard i©7. 

God  all  in  all  127.  AU- 
(eeingi39.  AU-fuffici- 
ent  16,  33.  his  Being, 
Attributes  and  Provi- 
dence 36,  65,  147.  his 
Careof  Saints  7,  34.  his 
Creation  and  Provi- 
dence 33,  104,  &f«r.  our 
Defence  and  Salvation 
3»  61,  33,  115.  Eternal, 
and  Sovereign,  and 
holy  93.  Eternal  and 
Man  mortal  90,  102. 
Faithfulnefs  105,  iii, 
89.  glorified,  and  Sin- 
ners faved  69.Goodnefs 
and  Mercy  14 5,  146. 
Goodnefs  and  Truth 
$%     146,      governing 


Power  and  Goodnefs 
66.  Great  and  Good 
144,  68, 145, 147.  Heart 
fearchingi39.  our  only 
Hope  and  Help  142.  the 
Judge  9,  50,  97.  kind 
to  his  People  145,  146. 
his  Majefty  97.  and 
Condefcenfion  113,  144. 
Mercy  and  Truth  36, 
103, 136,  89,  145.  made 
Man  8.  of  Nature  and 
Grace  65.  his  Perfec- 
tions III,  36,  145,  147. 
our  Portion,  and  Chrift 
our  Hope  4.  our  Por- 
tion here  and  hereafter 
75.  his  Power  and  Ma- 
jelty  68,  89,  93,  96. 
praifed  by  C  hildren  8. 
our  Preferver  121,  138. 
prefent  in  theChurches 
84.  our  Refuge  in  na- 
tional Troubles  46.  our 
Shepherd  23.  his  Sove- 
reignty and  Goodnefs 
to  Man  8, 113, 144.  our 
Support  and  Comfort 
94.  Supreme  Governor 
*^>  93>  75-  unchange- 
able 89,  III.  hisUniver- 
fal  Dominion  103.  his 
Wifdom  in  his  Works 
III,  139.  worthy  of  all 
Fraife  15  c,  146. 
Good  Works  15,  24,  112. 
profit  Men,  not  God  16, 
Goodnefs  of  God  2^  I03, 
III,  145,  146.  Cof 


INDEX. 


Gojpel,  itsGlory  and  Suc- 
cefs  19,  45,  no.  joyful 
Sound  89,  98.  Worftiip 
and  Order  48.. 

Government  of  Chrift  45 . 
from  God  75. 

Gracey  its  Evidences,  or 
Self-Examination  i6, 
139.  above  Riches  144. 
v«^i>.hout  Merit  16,  32. 
of  Chrift  45,  72,  and 
Providence  33,  36,  135, 
I36,  147.  Preferving 
and  Reftoring  138. 
Truth  and  Prote6lion 
57.  tried  by  Affliftions 
17,  66 i  115.  and^  Glory 
84,  87.  pardoning  130. 

Guilt  of"  Confcience  re- 
lieved 38,  32,  51,  130. 
H 

HAPPY  Saint  and 
curfed  Sinner  i. 
HarveJ}  65,  126,  147. 
Healthy  Sicknefs  and  Re- 
covery 6,  30,  31.  pi  ayed 
for  6,  38,  39. 
Heart    knov.n   to  God 

139- 
Hearing  of  Prayer  and 

Salvation  4, 10,  66, 102. 
Hea^ven  of  feparate  Souls 

and    Refuireftion    17. 

the    Saints     Dwelling 

Place  24. 
Holinefsf    Pardon     and 

Comfort  4.  defired  119, 

utb  Part,   piofeft   119, 

%d  Part,  139. 


Hope  in  Darknefs  13,  77, 
143.  of  Refurre^on 
16,  71.  and  Defpair  in 
Death  17,  49.  and  Di- 
reilion  42.  in  AfHidion 
42,  143. 

Hofanna  of  the  Children 
8.  for  the  Lord's  Day 
iig. 

Hou/hold,  fee  Family. 

Humiliation  Day  lo.  for 
Dif  ppointments  do-. 

Humility  and  Submiflion 

I3i>  J39'       , 
jFij'/of  r //ev  and  Hypocn  fy 
12.  50.  I 

IDOLATRY  reproved 
16,  115,  135. 
Jehovah  68,  83.  reigns 

9^.9^'  97- 
Jeivs,  fee  Ifrael. 
Images,  fee  Idolarry. 
Imprecations  3.nd  Charity 

35- 

incarnation  96,  97,  9S. 
and  Sacrifice  of  Cbrilt 
40. 

Infants  139.  fee  Chil- 
dren. 

InJi-uSiion  from  God  25. 
from  Scripture  119,  ^th 
and  7/-6  Parts,  in  Piety 

34- 
//i/?ra^;V£  Affliction  94. 
Intemperance     punifhed 

78.  and  pardont-d  107. 
Joy  of  Converfion  126. 

fee  Delight, 
N  4  lirael 


INDEX. 


Ifratl  faved  from  the 
Aflyrians  76.  faved 
from  Egypt,  and 
brought  to  Canaan  135, 
136,  77,  105,  107.  Re- 
bellion and  Funifli- 
ment  78.  punifhed  and 
pardoned  106, 107. Tra- 
vels in  the  VVildernefs 
107,  114. 

Judgment  and  Mercy  9, 
68.  D  ly  I,  50,  26,  97, 
149.  Seat  ot  God  9. 

Julhce  of  Pr-  vidence  9. 
and  Truth  towards 
Men  15. 

Jufiificationh^Q  3->,  130. 

K 

ING  is  the  Care  of 

Heaven  21. 

ins,  William  and  King 

A'George  75. 

Kingdom  of  Chrift,  fee 
Chrifi^. 

Knsivka'ge  deferred  19, 
119,  9//;  Part. 
L 

LAIVoi  God,  Delight 
in  it  119. 
Liberality  rewarded  41, 

112. 
Life  and  Riches,   their 

Vanhy    59.    flioit  and 

feeble  89,  90,  144. 
Longing  after  God   63, 

42. 
Lord's    Day  Pfalm  92, 

1 1 8.    Morning  5,    19. 

63. 


Z,0'»^  of  God  to  tl)e 
Righteous,  and  Hatied 
to  the  Wicked  i,  ii,  to 
cur  Neighbour  I5.  ©f 
Chrift  to  Sineers  35. 
of  God  bett-r  than 
Life  63.  of  God  un- 
changeable 106,  89.  to 
Enemies  109,  35.  Bro- 
therly 133.  and  Wor- 
fhip  in  a  Familv,  ibid. 

Luxury  punifhed  78.  and 
pardoned  107. 
M 

MAgifirates  warned 
58,  82.  Qualifica- 
tion loi.  raifed  and  de- 
pofed  75. 

Mnjefly  ot  God  68,  fee 
God. 

Man  his  Vanity  as  mor- 
tal 39,  89,  90,  144.  Do- 
minion over  Creature* 
8.  mertal,  and  Chiift 
eternal  102,  wonderful 
Formation  139. 

y/lariners  Pfalm  107. 

Marriage^  myftical  45. 

Mafier  of  a  Family  loi. 

Meditation  i,  63,  II9, 
5//;  and  dth  Part. 

Mtlancboly  reproved  42. 
awd  Hope  77.  removed 
126. 

Mercies  common  and 
fpecial  68,  103.  Spiri- 
tual and  Temporal  103. 
Innumerable  i39.P:ver- 
lafting 


I    N    D    E    X 


lafting  136.   Recorded 

107.  and  Judgment  9. 

and  Truth  of  God  36, 

103,  89,  136,  145,  146. 
Merit  difclaimed  16. 
M^a*,  feeChiift. 
Midnight  Thoughts  63, 

119,  ^th  and  ^th  Parts* 

I39. 
Minifiers  ordained  132. 

114.  ^ 

M?r«/«|^  Pfalm  3,  I4I.  of 

a  Sabbath  5,  19 ;  63. 
Mortality  oi  Maa  39,  49, 

90.  and  Hope  89.  and 

God's     Eternity      90, 

102. 

N 

NATlON^s    Honour 
and  Safety  is  the 
Church  48.    Profpsrity 
67,     144.      bleft      and 
punifhed  107. 
A^fl//'3«^a/ Deliverance  67, 
75,  76,  124,  1^6.  Defo- 
lations,    the  Church's 
Safety  and  Triumph  in 
them  46. 
Nature3.n<S  Scripture  19, 
119.  jth  Part,  of  Man 
139. 
N21.V-  EnglanciPhlmioy.^ 
No'v ember  the  5th,   115," 
1:4. 

O 
BEDtE  SCE  ^mcevt 


31,  18,  139.  better 
than  Sacrifice  50. 


Old  Age y  Death  ^t.  and 

Refurreftion  71,  89. 
OmnipotcHC/,Omnifciencf, 
Omniprejhice,    &c,   fee 
Go//.  -     - 

P 

PARDON,  Holinefs 
and  Comfort  4.  of 
Baekfliding  78.  and 
Diredtion  25.  and  Re- 
pentance prayed  for 
38.  and  Confefii  n  32. 
of  original  and  adual 
Sin  51,  plentiful  with 
God  130. 

Paiienct  under  Afflic- 
tions 39,  under  Ferfe- 
cutions  37,  44.  in 
D.irknefs  77, 130,  131. 

Peace  and  Holinefs  en- 
co  iraged  34.  with  Men 
dffired  120. 

Perfe^ions  of  God  iir. 

Pe'fecuted  Saints,  their 
Prayer  and  Faith  35, 
44,  74,  80;  83. 

P  erf- cut  ion, Vi^ory  over 
and  Dehvejance  from 
it  7,  53,  94.  Courage  in 
it  119,  ijih  Part. 

Perfec^.to^-s  punifijed  7, 
12.9,  149.  their  Folly  I4. 
complained  of  35,  44, 
74,80,  83.  Deliverance 
from  thcin  94,  9,  lo, 

Perfe^'^erance  1 3  8.  in 
Trials  110,  i-jth  Part. 

Wi  '       Pejiiknce) 


INDEX. 


fefi'ilencey    Prefervation 
in  it  91. 

F;V/>',Inftru6lioHs  there- 
in 34..  fee  Saint. 
fity  to  the  Affiiited  41. 
Pleading  without  repin- 
ing 39,  123.  the  Pro- 
mifes  119,  loth  Part. 
Portion  of    Saints   and 
Sinners  11,  17,  37. 
Poverty  confcfled  16. 
Praife    to    God    from 
Children  8.  for  Crea- 
tion and  Providence33, 
104  to  our  Creator  loo. 
from  all  Creatures  148. 
for    eminent   Deliver- 
ance 34    118.  General 
865145.150. for  theGof- 
pel  98.  for  Health  re- 
ftored  30, 116.  forHear- 
ing  Prayer  66,  102.  to 
Jefjs  Chrift  45.  from  all 
Nations  117.  andPrayer 
publick  65.  for  Protec- 
tion, Grace  and  Truth 
57.  for  Providence  and 
Grace  36.  for  Rain  65, 
147.   from    the   Saints 
\49,  150.  for  temporal 
Blefiings  68,    147.  for 
Tenipta;  ionsovercome 
iS.forViftoi  yinWarz7». 
Fray/r  heard  4, 34,65,66. 
in Timeof  War  xo.  and 
Hope  of    Viftory   20. 
Praife  public  65.  and 
Hope  27,  in  Church's 
Diftrefs  Sc.  Heard  anii 


Sion  reftored  102.  and 
Faith  of  perfecuted 
Saints  35,  37,  56.  and 
Praife  for  Deliverance 
34.  for  Repentance  and 
Pardon,  (^c,  38.  fee 
Complaint, 

Prefer'ving  Grace  138. 

Princes  vain  62, 146. 

•Prq/c^<?«ofSincerityand 
Repentance,    Gfr.    119, 

'S^dPart^  139.  falfe  50. 

Promifes  and  Threat- 
ning  8r.  pleaded  119, 
loth  Part. 

Profperity  dangerous  45, 

73- 

ProtfUioa,  Truth  and 
Grace  57.  by  Day  and 
Night  i2i. 

Pre'vidence  its  Wifdom 
and  Equity  9,  andCrea- 
tion  33,  135,  136.  and 
Grace  36, 147.  and  Per- 
fedfion  of  God  j6.  its 
Myftery  unfolded  73. 
recorded  77, 78, 107,  in 
Air,  Earth  and  Sea  35, 
65,  89,  IC4,  107,  147. 

Prudence  and  Zeal  39. 

Pfalm  for  Soldiers  18, 60. 
old  Age  71.  for  Huf- 
bandmen  65.  for  a  Fu- 
neral 89.  90.  for  the 
Lord's  Day  92.  before 
Prayer  95.  before  Ser- 
mon95.  for  Magiftrates 
ici.  for  Houlholders  ib. 
Public 


INDEX. 


PwW/V  Worfhip,  Abfent 
from  it  complained  of 
42..  Worfhip  atteiided 
on  122. 

Punijhment  of  Sinners  i, 

n,  37.       ■  CL 

QUARRELSOME 
Nrighbours  I20. 
Quickening    Grace    119, 
16th  Part.        R 

RAIN  from  Heaven 
135'  65,  14.7. 

Recovery  from  Sicknefs 
6,  30,  116. 

Religion  and  Juftice  13. 
in  Words  and  Deeds  37. 

Repentance,  ConfeiTion 
and  Pardon  32.  and 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and 
Strength  38.  and  Faith 
intheBloodofChrift5i. 

Reproach rtmovtA  31,37. 

Rejignation  39,  I23,  I3I. 

Refoluticns  holy  119,  L^th 
Part. 

RefurreSiion  andDeathof 
Chrift  a,  i6.  of  the 
Saints  16,  17,  49,  71. 
and  Death  49,  71,  89. 

Revolution  by  King  Wil- 
liam 75. 

Riches,  their  Vanity  49. 
S 

SABBATH^fee-Lord's- 
Day,  Sacrifice  40,  51, 
€9. 
Saints  happy,  and  Sin- 
ners curfed  1,  11,  119. 
I/?  Part.  Safety  in  evil 


Times  12,  46.  the  beft 
Company  16.  charac- 
terifed  15,  24.  and  Sin- 
ners Portion  i,  17. 
dwell  in  Heaven  15,  24. 
puniftied  and  faved  78, 

106.  God'sCareof  them 
34.  Reward  at  hft  50, 
90, 92.  and  Sinners  End 
37,  I,  II.  Patience  and 
World's  Hatred  37. 
chaftifed  andSinner  de- 
ftroyed94.  diebutChrift 
lives  102.  punifhed  and 
pardoned  106, 107.  corT- 
duiled  to  Heaven  106, 

107.  tried  and  prefer v- 
ed66, 125.  judging  the 
World  149. 

Salvation  of  Saints  lo. 
and  Triumj'h  18.  and 
Defence  in  God  61.  by 
Chrift  69,   85. 

Satan  fabdusd  3,  6,   13. 

.S'^r//>/«r^  compared  with 
the  Book  of  Nature  19, 
119,  5/A  Part.  Inftruc- 
tion  from  it  119,  ^tb 
Part,  Delight  in  it  119, 
Stb  and  \%ihPa^t.  Ho- 
linefs  andComfortfrom 
it  119,  etb  Part,  Perfec- 
tions 119,  -jth  Part.  Va- 
riety and  Excel'ency 
119;  8M  Part,  attended 
with  the  Spirit  119,  ^tb 
Part. 

Seafons  of  the  Year  6^^ 
147,      N6     Seaman's 


INDEX. 


Seaman's  Song  107. 

Sickntfsht?i\tdL  6,  30.  ii6. 

.S'/«ofNaturei4.  Original 
and  adlual,  c.intefied 
and  pardoned  51,  and 
Cha^tiiemeni  ot  Saints 
78,    106.  Univerfal  14.. 

Sincn  itj  19,  26,  3z,  I39. 
provfd  and  rewaided 
18  protelledii9,3£2'/°tfr/. 

Sino\  Tongue  12.  34.,  50. 

Slander,  Deliveraiice 
from  it,  31.  120. 

SchU  in  a  feparate  State 
I7.  46,  150. 

Spi>  !t  given  at  Chrlft's 
Afcenfion  68.liis  teach  ■ 
ing  dwfired  51,  119  ^th 
Part. 

Spiritual  Enemies  over- 
ccire  3,  iS,  144.  Blef- 
finss  and  1  unifhments 
81." 

S/rtft^  of  the  Year  65. 

SubmiJJion  I23,  131.  to 
Chiilt  2, to  Sickneis  39. 

Support  and  Council 
frowi  God  16.  for  the 
afflicted  and  tempted 
55.  and  Com  ort  in 
God  94, 119,  iqtbPiart. 
T 

TEMBTATIONS 
overcome  3, 18.  in 
Sicknefs  6.efcapefrom 
them  23,  of  the  Devil 
It-  Support  under 
Ihem  3,  ss>  94. 


Thanks,  public  for  pri- 
vate Mercies  116,  118. 

Threat  ningsmd  I'romifes 
81. 

Thunder  and  Storm  29, 
135,136,148. 

limes  evil  11,  12. 

Tongue  governed  34,  39, 

Trial  of  our  Graces  by 
Afflictions  66,  125.  of 
oui  Hearts  26,  139. 

Triumph  for  Salvation  18. 
and  Safety  of  the 
Church  in  national 
Defoiatvons  46.  at  the 
lalt  Day  149. 

Truji  in  the  Creatures 
vai.    62,   146. 

7/«//',Graceand  Protec- 
tion 57,  145,  146. 
V 

V^///rr of  Manas 
mortal  39,  89, 144. 

of  Life  and  R;ches  49. 
Vengea/ice  and  Cor  pai- 

ficn    68,     againft    the 

Enemies  of  the  Church 

76, .49. 
/^;^?or> hoped  and  prayed 

for  20.  over  Tempta- 

ti  ns  6,  18,  144.   over 

teniporal  Encmits  1%. 

and  Deliverance  fJLom 

t  tif-cution  53. 
Vn '-'I  liej  p u m  ftied  95. 
yon.vs    pa|*d   in   Church 

116.  of    Hwlinefs   115, 

is,tb  Bart. 

W 


I    N    D    E    X. 


W 

WAniNG  for  Par- 
don and  Direc- 
tion 25,  for  Aniwer  to 

Prayer  85,  14.3,  130. 
War^  Prayer  in  Time  of 

it  20.  Difappointments 

therein  60.  Vidory  18. 

Spiritual  18,  144. 
Warnings  of  God  to  his 

People  II. 
Watchfulnefs      19,      141. 

over  the  Tongue  39. 
Wiather   65,    107,    135, 

147,  148. 

/"ricy^f^, fee  Sinner,  Saint. 
Wickedntfs  of  Man  14, 

36*  51- 

Wind,  fee  Providence, 
Seafons,  Storm. 

Winter  and  Summer  147. 

Wifdom  and  Equity  of 
Providence  9.  of  God 
in  his  Works  11 1. 

Word  of  God,  fee  Scrip- 
ture. 


Works  of  Creation  and 
Providence  104,  147, 
148.  and  Grace  19, 
33,  III,  135,  136. 
R:ood  profit  Men,  not 
God  16. 
World^s  Hatred,  and 
Saints  Patience  37. 
Worjhip  and  Order  of 
the  Gofpel48.  Delight 
in  it  84.  with  Reve- 
rence 89,  99.  Daily  55, 
134, 133;  141.  in  a  Fami- 
ly 133.  Public  63,  84, 
122,  132.  Abfence  from 
it  42,  63. 
Wrath  and  Mercy  from 
the  Judgment-feat  9, 
fee  more  in  God^  Pu- 
nijhmgntj  Sa^viouKi  Ven- 
geance. 

Z 
nr  EA  L  and  Prudence 
^  39.    Ziony  its   Citi- 
zens, fee  Church, 


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A 

TABLE 

To  find  out  any  P/alm,  or  Part  of  a 
P/a/my  by  the  firft  Line  of  it. 

A  Page 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  279 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  Skies  15 

Amidit  thy  Wrath  remember  Love  70 

Among  th' Aflemblies  of  the  Great  164 

Among  the  Princes  earthly  Gods  151 

And  will  the  God  of  Grace  145 

Are  all  the  Foes  of  ^ion  Fools  99 

Are  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown  44 

Arife,  my  gracious  GOD  23 

Awake,  ye  Saints,  to  praife  your  King  450 

6 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  Sky  34 

Behold  the  Lov^,  the  generous  Love  64 

Behold  the  Morning  Sun  35 

Behold  the  Aire  Foundation  Stone  21  3 

Behold  thv  waiting  Servint,  Lord  424 

Blefs,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  GOD  182 

Bleft  are  the  Sons  of  Peace  147 

Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know  154 

Bleft  are  the  undtfil'd  in  Heart  216 

Bleft  is  the  Man,  for  ever  bleft  56 

Bleft  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move  76 

Bleit  is  the  Man  wh  .  (huns  the  Place  1 

Bkft  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord  58 

C 


A    T  A  B  L  E. 

C  Pag^ 

CHildren  in  Years  and  Knowledge  young  6i 

Come,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  6z 

Come,  letour  Voices  j  nn  to  raife  170 

Come,  fo^d  his  Praife  abroad  169 

Confider  ^  my  Sorrows,  Lord  227 


D 
E 


jyiD  rejoic'd  in  GOD  his  Strength       40 
Deep  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record  123 


ARLY,  my  GOD,  without  Delay  107 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  G  O  D  176 


FAR  as  thy  Name  is  known  85 

Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  Hand  230 

Father,  I  ling  thy  wo^d'rous  Grace  122 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  238 

Firm  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright  52 

Fools  in  their  Heart  believe  and  fay  23 

For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord  264 

For  ever  fliall  my  Song  record  i5Z 

From  Age  to  Age  exak  his  Name  I94 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies  211 

From  deep  Diftrefs  and  troubled  Thoughts  243 


GIVE  Thanks  to  God :  He  reigns  above  193 
Give  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Name  190 
Give  Thanks  to  Gcd  mod  high  252 

Give  Thanks  to  God  tlie  fov'reign  Lord  251 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  Praife  254 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame  51 

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God  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays  151 

God  IS  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints  Sx 

God,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope  129 

God  of  eternal  Love  I93 

God  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youth  izd 

God  of  my  Life  look  gently  down  7z 

God  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Fraile'  99 

God  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'niy  KLing  114. 

Great  God,  attend  while  Sion  fings  146 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  //rV/  prove  141 

Great  God,  indistge  my  hurble  Claim  108 
Gr<'at  God,  the  Heav'ns  well  ordei  'd  Frame      37 

Great  God,  whofe  univci  fat  Sway  127 

Gr'/'at  is  tlie  Lord  exdlt.d  high         ,  449 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Works  of  Might  ^Q^ 

Great  is  the  Lid  our  God  g 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  i//V/  14a 

H 

HA  D  not  the  Lord,  may  T/rV/fay  23^ 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  2^4 

Happy  the  City  where  their  Sons  2^5 

Happy  the  Man  to  whom  his  God  55 

H.-.ppy  the  Man  whofe cautious  Feet  3 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face  i79 

Hear  what  the  Lor<l  in  Vifion  faid              •  155 

Help,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtiiefail  21 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Sariour  reigns  172 

He  that  hath  made  hisRefage  God  161 

How  awful  is  chy  chaft'ning  Rod  137 

How  did  my  Heart  rej:  ice  to  hear  234 

How  fall  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife  26 

How  long,  O  Lord,  flTall  I  complain  22 
How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face                ihU. 

How  plc;afant,  how  divinely  fair  146 

How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee  247 

How  pleas'd  asid  blefs'd  was  I  235 

How  mall  the  young  fecure  their  Hearts  218 


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I  Pa^f 

JEHOr^Hre'igm:  He  dwells  in  Light      165 

Jefus^  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  Tkrone  a©i 

Jefus  (hail  reign  where'er  the  Sun  117 

If  God  fucceed  not  all  the  Coft  440 

If  God  to  build  the  Houfe  deny  ibid, 

I  lift  my  Soul  to  God  47 

I'll  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day  61 

I'll  oraife  mv  Maker  with  mv  Breath  269 

I'll  fpeak  the  Honour  of  my  King  So 

I  love  the  Lord  :  he  heard  my  Cries  aio 

In  all  my  vaft  Conce;  ns  with  Thee  259 

In  Anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not    ^       ^  10 

In  God's  own  Houie  pronounce  his  Praife  a§o 

In  JuJah,  God  of  old  was  known  135 

Into  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth  53 

Joy  to  the  World  ;  the  Lord  is  come  175 

I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  Face  at 

Is  there  Amb'tion  in  my  Heart  a44 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand  x8i 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways  49 

Judges  who  rule  the  World  by  Laws  304 

Juft  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word  3s 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  73 

I  will  extol  Thee,  Loid,  on  high  5» 


LE  T  all  the  Earth  their  Voices  raife  17a 

Let  all  the  Heathen  Writers  join  asi 

Let  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds  S38 

Let  every  Creature  join  277 

Let  every  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak  267 

Let  God  arife  in  all  his  Might  117 

Let  Sinners  take  their  Courfe  loi 

Let  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice  83 

Let  Sion  and  her  Sons  rejoice  iSi 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  Name  26^ 

Lord,  haft  thou  caft  the  Nation  off  105 

Lord, 


A    T  A  B  L  fi. 

Pagi 

Lord,  I  am  tkine  :  But  thou  wilt  prove  29 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  Sift  96 

Lord,  I  ean  fuffer  thy  Rebukes  10 

Lord,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right  ^^\ 

Lord,  if  thine  Eyes  furvey  cur  Faults  160 

Lord,  if  th  lu  dott  not  foon  ^ppear  20 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  Word  ;ny  Choice  22a 

Lord»  in  the  Morning  thou  fhalt  hear  9 

Lord,  I  will  blefs  the*  all  my  Days  60 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  lore  Dillrefs  98 

Lord  of  the  Worlds  above  148 

Lord,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  Grace  to  Mind  150 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servant  cry  213 

Lord,  thou  h  ft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro'  z^i 

Lord,  thou  hail  feen  my  Soul  fincere  31 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  1  pray  9 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  to  ftand  165 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  old  79 

£ord,  what  a  feeble  Piece  151 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  was  I  130 

Lord,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  fir  ft  2x6 

Lord,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man  264 

X.ord,  when  I  count  thy  Mercies  o'er  »6i 

Lord,  when  tho«  didft  af.end  on  high  118 

Loud  Hattelujahs  to  the  Lord  275 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  Corncr-ftone  215 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  Sight  246 
M 

MAKER  and  fovereign  Lord  4 

Mercy  and  Judgment  are  my  Song  178 

Mine  Eyes  and  my  Defire  48 

My  God,  accept  my  early  Vows  261 

My  God,  coniider  my  Diftrefs  225^ 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  7 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs  J03 

My  God,  my  everlafting  Hope           ^  114 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife  265 

My  God,  permit  my  Tongue  109 

My 


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My  God,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men  69 

My  God,  what  inward  Grief  I  feel  258 

My  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name,  54 

My  never  ceafing  Songs  ftiall  (how  153 

My  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love  1 8 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  26a 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  80 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  115 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  43 

My  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need  44 

My  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place  J47 

My  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Duft  aig 

My  Soul  repeat  his  Praife  185 

My  Soul  thy  great  Creator  praife  186 

My  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone  106 

My  Spirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  77 

My  Truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend  iz 

N 

NO  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes  245 
Not  to  our  Name,  thou  onlyjuft&  true  ao8 

Not  to  ourfelves  who  are  but  Dull  207 

Now  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  fing  84 

Now  from  the  roaring  Lion's  Rage  4a 

Now  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind  328 

Now  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear  121 

Now  let  our  mournful  Songs  record  4a 

Now  may  the  God  of  Pow'r  and  Grace  38 

Now  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God  63 

Now  fliall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid  1 16 

O 

O  ALL  ye  Nations  praife  the  Lord  aii 

O  bleffed  Souls  are  they  55 

O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  184 

e  Britain^  praife  thy  mighty  God  271 

Of  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fing  178 

O  for  a  Shout  ©f  facred  Toy  M 

O 


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O  God  my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries         ^  loo 

O  God  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs  8 

OGod  of  Mer€y,  hear  my  Call  99 

O  God  to  wUom  Revenge  belongs  167 

O  happy  Man.  whofe  Soul  is  fill'd  241 

O  happy  Nation,  where  the  Lord  59 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  Law  azo 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes  8 

O  Lord,  our  heav'nlv  King  15 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great  14 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Ways  424 

O  that  thy  Statutes  ev'ry  Hour  aaS 

O  thou  that  hear'ft  when  Sinners  cry  97 

O  thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juftice  reigns  436 

O  thou  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on  high  loz 

Our  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  pad  159 

Out  of  rhe  D'^eps  of  long  Diftrefs  242 

O  what  a  ftiif  rebellious  Houfe  1 39 


PRAISEwait£in5/o;z,  Lord,  for  thee  113 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name  248 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  my  Heart  ftall  join  268 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  'tis  good  to  raife  270 

Preferve  me,  Lord,  in  Time  of  Need  26 

R 

RE  JO  ICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  56 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State  156 

Return,  O  God  of  Love,  return  160 


SAlvation  is  for  ever  nigh  150 

Save  me,  O  God  }  the  fwelling  Floods        H9 
Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  Foe  27 

See  what  a  living  Stone  214 

Shew  Pity,  Lord  j  O  Lord,  forgive  96 

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A    TABLE. 

Fage 

Shine  mighty  God,  on  Britain  (hine  116 

Sing  all  ye  Nations  to  the  Lord  ,  115 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  143 

SiH^  to  the  Lord  Jeho'vah''s  Narae  169 

Sing  ro  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  177 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diltant  Lands  '"          171 

Songs  of  immortal  Praife  belong  201 

Soon  ?s  I  heard  my  Father  fay  50 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  Csod  131 

Sweet  is  the  Mem'ry  ot  ihy  Grace  167 

Svve«t  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King  18+ 


TEACH  me  the  Meafureof  my  Days  7* 

Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  173 

That  Man  is  bleft  who  Itands  in  Awe  205 

The  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  45 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength  30 

The  God  Jeho'vah  reigns  175 

The  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth  95 

The  God  of  our  S^.lvation  hears  11 1 

The  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord  36 

The  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face  84 

The  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife  39 

The  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now  21a 

The  Lord,  how  wondVous  are  his  Ways  183 

The  Lord  y(f^<7«z;«A  reigns  166 

The  Lord  is  come :  The  Heav'ns  proclaim  173 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is                           ' '  "  45 

The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light  50 

The  Lord  of  Glory  reigns  J  he  reigns  on  high  166 

The  Lord  the  Judge  before  his  Throne  85 

The  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warns  90 

The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King  186 
The  Lord  the  Sovereign  fends  his  Summons 

forth  91 

The  Man  is  ever  bleft  % 

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The  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee  no 

The  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought  74 

Think,  mighty  G«d,  on  feeble  Man  157 

This  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made  214 

The  fpacious  Eat  th  is  all  the  Lord's  46 

Thou  art  my  Portion,  O  my  God  ai8 

Thou  God  of  Love,  thou  ever  bleft  131 

Through  evVy  Age,  eternal  God  258 

Thrice  happy  Man,  who  fears  the  Lord  204 

Thus  I  relolv'd  before  the  Lord               4  71 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  Fields  89 

Thus  faith  the  Lord  your  Work  in  vain  74 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  fpake  .199 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea  200 

Thy  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord  223 

Thy  Name.  Almighty  Lord  212 

Thy  Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord  197 

'Tis  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  Hand  113 

To  God  I  mxde  my  Sorrows  known  26* 

To  God  the  Great ;  the  ever  bleft  192 

To  Heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  232 

To  our  Almighty  M^ker,  GOD  174 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  Light  217 

To  thee,  moft  holy,  and  moft  high  134 

To  thine  almighty  Arm  v.e  owe  33 

»Twas  for  my  Sake,  eternal  God  123 

»Twas  from  thy  Hand,  my  God  I  came  257 

'Twas  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night  109 
U 

VAIN  Man  on  foolifli  Pleafurcs  bent  195 

Unftiaken  as  the  facred  Hill  237 

Up  from  my  Youth,  may  If  el  fay  241 

Up  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Ej-es  232 

Upward  I  lift  mine  Eyes  233 
W 

E  blcfs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the  Good  119 
Wc  love  Thee,  Lord,  and  wc adore     32 

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A    TABLE. 

Pagi, 

What  fliall  T  render  to  my  God  aio 

When  Chrift  to  Judgment  fhall  defcend  jd 

When  God  is  nigh  my  Faith  is  ftrong  »7 

When  God  provok'd  With  daring  Crimes  198 

When  God  reftor'd  our  captive  State  238 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  Name  239 

When  7/rV/,  freed  from  Pharaoh''s  Hand  207 

"When  Ifr^el  fins  the  Lord  reproves  140 

When  I  with  ple.ifing  Wonder  ftand  266 

When  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin  66 

When  overwhelm'd  with  Grief  ro6 

When  Pain  and  Anguifh  feiz*^  me.  Lord  229 

When  the  great  Judge  fiiprerne  and  juft  17 

Where  fhall  the  Man  be  found  4S 

Where  (hall  we  go  to  feek  and  find  244 

While  I  keep  Silence,  and  conceal  56 

While  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways  6^ 

Who  Tnall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  Place  25 

Who  fliall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill     ^  24 

Who  will  ari'e  and  plead  my  Right  168 
Why  did  the  ye<ws  proclaim  their  Rage         .      6 

Why  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay  5 

Why  do  the  Proud  in  (alt  the  Poor  88 

Why  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft  69 

Why  doth  the  Lord  ftand  off  fo  far  1 8 

Why  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow  %6 

Why  has  my  God  my  Soul  forfook  40 

Whyftiouldl  vex  my  Soul  and  fret  6j 

Will  God  for  ever  caft  us  off  1 32 
With  all  my  Powers  of  Heart  and  Tongue    255 

With  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind  76 

With  my  whole  Heart  Til  raife  my  Song  16 
With  my  whole  Heart  Tve  fought  thy  Face    226 

With  Rev'rence  let  the  Saints  appear  1 53 

With  Sengs  and  Honours  founding  loud  212 

Would  you  behold  the  Works  of  God  196 


A    TABLE, 

Y 

YE  holy  Souls,  in  God  rejoice 
Ye  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea 
Ye  Nations  round  the  Earth  rejoice 
Ye  Servants  of  th'  Almighty  King 
Ye  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race 
Ye  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juft 
Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord 
Ye  that  obey  th' immortal  King 
Ye  Tribes  of  Adam  join 
Yet  (faith  the  Lord)  if  Da'vid's  Race 


THE    END. 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS, 

In  Three  BOOKS. 

I.  Collected  from  the  Scriptures. 
IL  Compofed  on  Divine  Subjeds. 
III.  Prepared  for  the  Lord's  Supper. 

By.    /.    W  A  r  r  S,    D,  D. 

The  Twenty-fourth  Edition. 


And  they  fung  a  new  Song,  faying,  Thou  art  worthy, 
&€.  for  thou  waft  flain,  and  haft  redeemed  us,  (^c. 
Rev.  V.  9. 

Scliti    elTent    (i.   e.  Cbrifilani)    convenire,    carmenque, 
Chrifto  quafi  Deo  dicere.     Piinius  in  E^iJ}. 


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THE 

PREFACE. 


WHILE  we  fing  the  Praifes  of  our  God 
in  his  Church,  we  are  employed  in  that 
Part  of  Worlhip  which  of  all  others  is  the  neareft 
a-kin  to  Heaven  j  and  'tis  Pity  that  this,  of  all 
oth-rs,   fhould   be    performed   the    worft    upon 
Earth.,    The   Gofpel   brings  us   nearer  to   the 
heavenly  State  than  all  the  former  Difpenfations 
of  God  amongil  Men  :  And  in  the  lail  Days  of 
the  Gofpel  we  are  brought  almolt  within  Sight 
of  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord  ;  yet  we  are  very 
much  unacquainted  with  the  Songs  of  the  Ne^uf 
Jerufulemy    and    unpraftifed    in    the    Work  of 
Praife.     To  fee  the  dull  Indifference,  the  negli- 
gent and  the  thoughtlefs  Air,  that;  fits  upon  the 
1^  aces  of  a  whole  A.flembly,  while  the  i Taini  is  on 
their  Lips,  .might  tempt- even  a  charitable  Ob^ 
ferver  to   fufpedf  the  fervency  of  inward  Reli- 
gion i  and  'tis  much  to  be  feared,  that  the  Minds 
ol  molt  of  the  Worfliippers  are  ab'^ent  cr  uncon- 
cerned.    Perhaps  the  Modes  cf  Freathi ng  in  the 
belt  Churches  itill  want  fome  Degrees  or  Refor- 
mation 5  nor  are  the  Methods  cf  Prayer  fo  per- 
fect, as  to  ft^nd  in  Need   of  no  Co;re(5tion  or 
Improvement:  But  of  all  our  Religious  Solem- 
nities, Pfalmody  is  the  moft  unhappily  managed  : 
That  very  A6tion  which  fhould  elevate  us  to  the 
moft  delightful  and  divine  Senfations,  doth  not 
only  flat  our  Devotion,   but  too  often  awakens 
•our  Regret,  and  touches  all  the  Springs  of  Unea- 
fmefs  within  us. 

A  2  'I 


IV 


The   PREFACE. 


I  have  been  long  convinced,  that  one  great 
Occafion   of     this  Evil  arifes  from   the   Matter 
and  Words  to  which  we  confine  all  owv  Songs. 
So|Tie  of  them  are  almoft  oppofite  to  the  Spi- 
rit of  the  Gofpel :    M  my  of  them  foreign   to 
the  State  of  the  New  Teftament,    and  widely 
different  from,  the    prefent    Circumftances    of 
Chriftians.     Hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that  when 
fpiritual  AfFe<5fions  are  excited  in  us,  and  our 
Souls  are  raifed  a  little  above  this  Earth  in  the 
Beginning  of  a  Pfalm,  we  are  checked,  on  a  fud- 
den,  in  our  Afcent  to  Heaven,  by  fome  Expref- 
fions  that  are  more  fuited  to  the  Days  of  Carnal 
Ordinancesy  and  fit  only  to  be  fung  in  the  IVorUly 
San8uary.     When  we  are  juft  entering  into  an 
Evangelical  Frame,  by  fome  of  the  Glories  of  the 
Gofpel    prefented   in   the   brighteft  Figures    of 
Judaifm,  yet  the  very  next  Line,  perhaps,  which 
the  Clerk  parcels  out  unto  us,  hath  fomething  in 
it  fo  extremely  Je^i/h  and  cloudy,  that  darkens 
our  Sight  of  God  the  Saviour.     Thus  by  keep- 
ing too  clofe  to  David  in  the  Houfe  of  God,  the 
Vail  of  Mojes  is  thrown  over  our  Hearts.     While 
we  are  kindling  into  Divine  Love  by  the  Medita- 
tions of  the  lo'vinif  Kindnefs  of  God^  and  the  Mul- 
titude of  his  tender  Mercies,  within  a  few  Verfes 
fome  dreadful  Curfe  againlt  Men  is  propofed  to 
oar  Lips  J  That  God  njueuld  add  Iniquity  unto  their 
Iniquity,  nor  let  them  come  into  his  Right eoufnefs, 
but  blot  them  out  of  the  Book  of  the  Li'vin^,  Pfalm 
Ixix.    26,    27,    28,     which  is   contrary    to  the 
New  Commandment  of  having  our  Enemies  \  and 
even  under  the  Old  Teftament  is  beft  accounted 
for,  by  referring  it  to  the  Spirit  of  Propheticfc 
Vengeance.     Some  Sentences  of  the  ffalmifiy  thai 
areexprefTive  of  the  Temper  of  our  own  Hearts 
and  the  Circumftances  of  our  Lives,  may  com 
pofc  our  Spirits  to  Serioufnel^,  and  allure  us.tc 


rhs   P  R  E  F  A  C  E.  V 

a- fweet  Retirement  within  ourfelves }    but  we 
meet  with  the  following  Line,  which  fo  peeuli- 
arly  belongs  but  to  one  A6lion  or  Hour  of"  the  Life 
of  Dwvid  or  of  Afaphy  that  breaks  off  our  Song 
in  the  Mi.ift :  our  Confciences  are  affrighted,  kit 
we  (hculd  fpeak  a  Falihood  unto  God  ;  Thus  the 
Powers  of  our  Souls  are  (liocked  on  a  fudden,  and 
our  Spirits  ruffled,  befcre  we  have  Time  to  re- 
fteft  that  this  may  be  fuRg  only  as  a  Hiftory  of 
ancient  Saints :  And,  perhaps,  in  fome  Inflances 
thAt  Sal-vo  is  hardly  fufficient  neither.     Befides, 
it  almofl  always  fpoils  the  Devotion,  by  breaking 
the  uhifoim  Thread  of  it.     For  vshiie  our  Lips 
and  ont  Hearts  run  on  fweerly  together,  applying 
the  Words  to  our  own  Cafe,  there  is  fomething 
of  Divine  Delight  in  it :  But  at  once  we  are  forced 
to  turn   off  the  x'^pplication  abruptly,  and  our 
Lips  fpeak   nothing   but   the   Heart   of  Danjid, 
Thus  our  own  Heaits  are,  as  it  were,  forbid  the- 
Purfuit  of  the  Song,  and  then  the  Harmony  and' 
the  Worfhip  grow  dull  of  meer  Neceffity. 
'  Many  Miniflers,  and  many  private  Chriftian?, 
have  long  groaned  under  this  Inconvenience,  and' 
have  wiflied  rather  than  att-mptt^d   a  Reforma- 
tioH  :    At  their  importunate  and  repeated  Re- 
queits,  I  have  for  fome  Years  paft  devoted  many 
Hours  of  Leifure  to  this  Service.     Far  be  it  from 
my  Thoughts  to  lay  afide  the  Book  of  Pfalms  in 
public  Wopfliip  ;  few  can  pretend  fb  great  a  Va- 
lue for  them  as  myfelf .-  It  is  the  mofl  Artful,  molt 
Devotional  and  Divine  Col'eition  of  Poefy  ;  and 
nothing  can  be  fuppofed  more  proper  to  raife  a 
pious  Soul  to  Heaven,  than  fome  Parts  of  that 
Book  5  never  was  a  Piece  of  experimental  Divi- 
nity fo  nobly  written,  and  fo  juftly  reverenced 
and  admired  :  But  it  muil  be  acknowledged  ftill, 
that  there  are  a  thoufand  Lines  in  it  which  were 
Bot  made  for  a  Church  in  our  Days,  to  afTurae 
A3  as 


Ti  The    P  R  E  F  A  C  E. 

ae  its  own:  There  are  alfo  many  Deficiencies  of 
Light  and  Glory,  y^\\\c\\  om  Lord  Jefus  and  his 
i^poftles  have  iupplied  in  the  Writings  of  the 
Htw  Trftannent ;  and  with  this  Advantage  1  have 
tompofedthefc -Spiritual  Songs,  which  are  n.ovsr, 
p*-efented' to  the  World.  Nor  is  the  Attempt  vain- 
g^oricus  or  prefuming  j   for  in  refpe6l  of  clear* 
Evangelical  Knowledge,  The  leajl  in  the  Kingdom  x 
of  Heaven  is  greater  than  ad  the  Jenxtijb  Prophets f , 
Matt.  xi.  ji.       , 

N.  w  let  me  giyeafiiort  Account  of  the  follow-- 
ing  Compoiures.*^  k   .    .   :     s 

The  greateft  Part  of  them  are  fuitedi  tQithcr 
general  State  of  the  Gofpel,  and  the  mpll  cpni-. 
mon  Affairs  of  Chriftians;  I  hope  there  wiH  be: 
v^ry  few  found  but  what  may  properly  be  ufed. 
in   a  religious  Afiembly,  and  not  one  of  thenir 
but  may  well  be  adapted  to  fome  Seafons,  either;. 
-oi  private  or  of  public  Worfnip.     The  molt  fre-; 
quent  Tempers  and  Changes  of  our.  Spirit,  and( 
Conditions  of  our  Life,  arc  here  copied,  and  thej 
Bre:ithings  of  our  Piety   exprefl'ed  according,  to 
the  Variety  of  onr  PaHJons  j  our  Loye,  our  Fear,! 
our  PL'pe,  onr  Defire,  our  Sorrow,  our  Wonder^,' 
and  our  Joy,  as   they  are  refined  into  Devotion,; 
and  a<^  ur.der  the  Influence  and  Condu(5l  of  th^< 
Blcfled  Spirit  3  ail  converfing  with   God  the  Fa- 
ther, by  the  new  and  living  Way  of  Accefs  to  th^i 
Throne,  even   the  PerfoR  and  Mediation  of  our- 
Lord  JtJ'ns^  Chriji.   To  him  al(b,  even  t^o  the  Lamb, 
that  nxas jlcuyi^  and  no^^^v  li^ves,  I  hare  addrefled  raa-. 
ny  a  Seng  -,  for  thus  doth  the  Pioly  Scripture  in-; 
ftru^    and   teach   u?  to  worfhip,  in  the   various 
fl-kort  Patterns  of  Ciirillian  Pn^lmody  defcribe^d  in' 
(he  Revelations.    I  have  avoided  the  more  ob» 
fcure   and  controverted  Points   of  Chriftianity, 
that  we  migiit  all  obey  the  Direction,  of  the  Word 
©f  Godj  and  fmg  bis  PraiJ'es  nxith  Underfanciingy 

Pfalm 


The   PREFACE,  vi 

Pfalm  xlvii.  7.  The  Contentions  and  diftinguifh- 
ing  Words  of  Sedts  and  Parties  arefecluded,  that 
whole  Aflemblies  might  afiift  at  the  Harmony, 
and  different  Churches  join'm  the  fame  Worfhip, 
without  Offence.  ;  '-    '. 

,  If  any.  Expreffions  occur  to  theReader  that  fa- 
vour of  an  Opinion -diffefentfrorn  his  o'wn,  yet 
he  may  obferve  thefe  are  generally  fuch  as  are 
capable  of  an  extenfive  Senfe,  andmay  be  ufed 
with  a  charitable  Latitiide.  I  think  it  is  molt 
agreeable,  that  what  is  provided  for  public  Sing- 
ing, fhould  give  to  fincere  Confciences  as  little 
Diflurbance  ?s  poflible.  However,  where  any 
unpiealing  Word  is  found,  he  that  leads  the  Wor- 
fliip,  may  fubftitutea  better;  for  (blelTed  be  God), 
we  are  not  confined  to  the  Words  of  any  Man  iii 
our  public  Solemnities. 

The  whole  Book  is  written  in  four  Sorts  of 
Metre,  and  fitted  to  the  moft  common  Tunes.^ 
I  have  feldom  permitted  a  Stop  in  the  Middle  of 
a  Line,  and  feldom  left  the  End  of  a  Line  without 
one,  to  comport  a  little  with  the  unhappy  Mix- 
ture of  Reading  and  Singing,  w^hich  C7.nnot  pre- 
fently  be  reformed.  The  Metaphors  are  gene- 
rally funk  to  the  Level  of  valgar  Capacities.  I 
have  aimed  at  Eafe  of  Numbers,  and  Smoothnefs 
©f  Sound,  and  endeavoured  to  make  the  Senfe 
plain  and  obvious.  If  the  Verfe  appears  fo  gentle 
and  flowing  as  to  incur  the  Cenfure  of  Feeblenefs, 
1  may  honeitly  affirm,  that  fometimes  it  coft  me 
Labour  to  make  it  fo  :  Some  of  the  Beauties  of 
Poefy  are  negleiied,  and  fome  wilfully  defaced  ; 
I  have  thrown  out  the  Lines  that  were  too  fono- 
reus,  and  have  given  an  Allay  to  tl;e  Verfe,  left 
a  more  exalted  Turn  of  Thought  or  Language, 
fliould  darken  or  difturb  the  Devotion  of  the 
weakeft  Souls.  But  hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that 
I  have  been  forced  to  lay  afide  many  Hymns  after 
A  4  they 


viii  Tt:e   PREFACE. 

t]Vey  were  finiftied,  and  utterly  exclude  them 
frorrt  t,his,ypU-|me,  becaufe  of  the  bolder  Figures 
df  Speeth:that'crQUc)ed  thenifelves  into  the  Verfe, 
rfnd  a  moreuncorifiried  Variety  of  Number,  which 
1  could  not  eafily  reftrain. 

Thefe,  with  many  other  Divine  and  Moral. 
Compofures,  are  now  printed  in  a  fecond  Edition 
of  the  Poems,  intituled,  Hora  Lyrica-^  for  as  in 
that  Book  1  have  endeavoured  to  pleafe  and  profit 
the  politer  Part  of  Mankind,  without  offending 
tire  plainer  Sort  of  Chriftians,  fo  in  this  it  has 
been  my  Labour  to  promote  the  pious  Entertain- 
ment of  Souls  truly  ferious,  even  of  the  meanelt 
Capacity,  and  at  the  fame  Time  (if  pcfTible)  net' 
to  give  Difguft  to  Perfons  of  richer  Senfe,  and 
nicer  Education  5  and  I  hope,  in  the  prefent  Vo- 
lume, this  End  will  appear  to  be  purfued  with 
much  greater  Happinefs  than  in  the  fiifl  Inipref- 
fion  of  it,  though  the  World  afTures  me  the  for- 
mer has  not  much  Reafon  to  complain. 

The  whole  is  divided  into  thne  Bocks. 

In  the  Fir/},  I  have  borrowed  the  Senfe,  and 
much  of  the  Form  of  the  Song  from  fome  par- 
ticular Portions  of  Scripture,  and  have  para- 
ph rafed  moft  of  the  Doxologies  in  the  New 
Teftament  that  contain  any  7  hing  in  them  pe- 
culiarly Evangelical  J  and  many  Parts  of  the  Old 
Teftament  alfo,  that  have  a  Reference  to  tfce 
Times  of  the  Mejfiah.  In  thefe  I  expe6l  to  be 
often  cenfured  for  a  too  religious  Ohfervance  of 
the  Words  of  Scripture,  whereby  the  Verfe  is 
weakened  and  debafed,  according  to  the  Judg- 
ment of  the  Criticks :  But  as  my  whole  Defign 
was  to  aid  the  Devotion  of  Chriftians,  fo  more 
efpecially  in  this  Part :  And  I  am  fatisfied  I  fliall 
hereby  attain  two  Ends,  o'/z.  afTift  the  Worfhip 
of  all  ferious  Minds,  to  whom  the  Expreffions  of 
Scripture  are  ever  dear  and  delightful,  and  gra- 
tify 


The   P  R  E  F  J  C  E,  ix 

tify  theTafte  and  Inclination  of  thofe,  who  think 
nothing  muft  be  fuiig  unto  God  but  the  Tranfia- 
tionsof  his  own  Word.  Yet  you  will  always  find 
in  this  Paraphrafe,  dark  Exprefiions  enlighten- 
ed, and  the  Leviiical  Ceremonies,  and  Hebrew 
Forms  oF  Speech,  changed  into  the  Worfliip  of 
the  Gofpel,  and  explained  in  the  Language  ot 
our  Time  and  Nation  5  and  what  would  not  bear 
fuch  an  Alteration,  is  omitted,  and  laid  afide. 
After  this  Manner  fliould  I  rejoice  to  fee  a  good 
Part  of  the  Book  of  Pfahns  fitted  for  the  Uie  of 
our  Churches,  and  Z)a-x7W  converted  into  a  C  hri- 
ftian  :  But  becaufe  I  cannot  perfuade  otheis  to 
attempt  this  glorious  Work,  I  have  fulfered  my- 
felf  to  be  perfuaded  to  begin  it,  and  have,  through 
Divine  Goodnefs,  already  proceeded  half  Way 
through. 

The  Second  Part  con  (ids  of  Hymns,  wkofe 
Form  is  of  mere  human  Compofures,  but  I  hope 
the  Sen'e  and  Materials  will  always  appear  Di- 
vine. I  might  have  brought  fome  Text  or  other, 
a«d  applied  it  to  the  Margin  of  every  Vei  fe,  if 
this  Method  had  been  as  ufetul  as  it  was  eafy.  If 
there  be  any  Poems  in  the  Book  that  are  capable 
of  giving  Delight  to  Perfons  of  a  more  refined 
Talte  and  polite  Education,  perhaps  they  may  be 
found  in  this  Part 5  but  except  they  lay  afide  the 
Humour  of  Criticifm,  and  enter  into  a  devout 
Frame,  every  Ode  here  already  defpairs  of  pka- 
fmg.  I  confefs.  myfelf  to  have  been  too  often, 
tempted  away  from  the  more  Spiritual  Defigns  I 
propofed,  by  fome  gay  and  flowery  Exprefilons 
that  gratified  the  Fancy  ;  the  bright  Images  too 
often  prevailed  above  the  Fire  of  Divine  Affec- 
tion 5  and  the  Light  exceeded  the  Heat :  Yet  I 
hope,  in  many  of  them  the  Reader  will  find  that 
Devotion  dictated  the  Song,  and  the  Head  and 
Hand  were  nothing  but  Interpreters  and  Secreta- 
A  5  rics 


X  rte    P  R  E  F  A  C  E. 

ries  to  the  Heart:  Nor  is  the  Magnificence  or 
Boldnefs  of  the  Ffgures  coraparable  to  that  Di- 
vine Licence,  which  is  found  in  the  i8th  and 
68th  PCaims,  feveral  Cliapters  of  Job,  and  other 
Poetical  Parts  oi  Scripture  i  And  in  this  Refpeil 
I  may  hope  to  el'cape  the  Repro.  f  of  thole  who 
pay  a  lacied  RevereEce  to  the  P.ible. 

I  have  prepared  the  Third  Fart  only  for  the 
Celebration  of  the  Lord's  Supper,  that,  in  Imi- 
tation of  our  BleiTed  Savioary  we  might  fmg  an 
Hymn  after  we  have  partaken  of  the  Bread  and 
Wine.  Here  you  will  find  feme  Paraphraf'^s  of 
Scripture,  and  fome  other  Compofitions.  There 
are  above  One  Hundred  Hymns  in  the  two  for- 
Hier  Parts,  that  may  very  properly  be  uled  in  this 
Ordinance,  and  fometimes  perhaps  appear  more 
fuitable  than  any  of  thefelaft;  but  there  are  Ex- 
prefhons  generally  ufed  in  thefe,  which  confine 
them  only  to  the  Table  of  the  Lord,  and  there- 
fore I  have  diftinguilhed  and  fet  them  by  them- 
felves. 

If  the  LORD,  who  inhabits  the  Praifes  of 
Jfrael,  ihall  refufe  to  fmile  upon  this  Attempt 
tor  the  Reformation  of  Pfalraody  amongft  the 
Churches,  yet  I  humbly  hope  that  his  biefTed 
Spirit  will  make  thefe  Compofures  ufeful  to 
private  Chriftiansj  and  if  they  may  but  attain 
the  Honour  of  being  eiteemed  pious  Medita- 
tions, to  afllfl  the  devout  and  the  retired  Sowl  in 
the  Exercifes  of  Love,  Faith  and  Joy,  it  will  be 
a  valuable-  Compenfation  of  my  Labours  :  My 
Heart  ihall  rejoice  at  the  Notice  of  it,  and  my 
God  fhall  receive  the  Glory.  This  was  my  Hope 
and  Vow  in  the  firft  Publication  ;  and  it  is  now 
my  Du'y  to  acknowledge  to  him,  with  ThankfuJ- 
nefs,  how  ufeful  he  has  made  thefe  Compofitiong 
already,  to  the  Comfort  and  Edification  of  Socie- 
wes;  and  of  piivate  Pei  fons :  Aad  upoH  the  fame 

Grounds 


7be  PREFACE.  -yCi 

Grounds  I  have  a  better  Profpeft,  and  a  bigger 
Hope  of  much  more  Service  to  the  Church,  by 
the  Urge  Improvements  of  this  Edition,  if  the 
Lord,  who  dwells  in  Sioti)  Ihall  favour  it  with  his 
continued  Bleffing, 


A  6  To 


[     xii     ] 
To  THE  Reverend 

Dr.    WATTS, 

O  N     H  I  S 

DIVINE     POEMS 


SAY,  Smiling  Mufe,  what  lieav'nly  Strain 
Forbids  the  Waves  to  roar; 
Comes  gently  gliding  o'er  the  Main, 

And  charms  our  lift'ning  Shore  1 
What  Angel  ftrikes  the  trembling  Strings  ? 

And  v\ hence  the  golden  Sound  ! 
Or  is  it  WATTS---or  GABRrEL  fings 

From  yon  celeftial  Ground  ? 
'Tis  Thou,  Seraphick  Watts  ;  Thy  Lyre 

Plays  fo ft  along  the  Floods  ; 
Thy  Notes,  the  anfw'jinsj  Hills  infpire, 

And  bend  the  waving  Woods. 
The  Meads,  with  dying  Mufick  fiird, 

Their  fmiling  Honours  fliow, 
While,  whifp'ring  o'tr  each  fragrant  Field, 

The  tuneful  Breezes  b'ow. 
The  Raj^ture  (bunds  in  ev'ry  Trace, 

E'en  the  rough  Ro.ks  regale  ; 
Frefti  flowVy  Joys  flame  o'tv  the  Face 

OF  ev  ry  laughi  ig  Vale. 
And  Thoui  my  Soul,  the  Tranrport  own, 

Fir'd  with  imm  rtai  Heat ; 
Whilit  dancing  Pulfes  driving  en, 

About  t'ny  Body  beM. 


[     xHi    ] 

Long  as  the  Sun  {hall  rear  his  Head, 

And  chafe  the  flying  Glooms, 
As  biLifhing  from  liis  nuptial  Bed 

The  gallant  Bridegroom  comes  : 
Long  as  the  dufky  Evening  flies, 

And  (beds  a  doubtful  Light, 
While  fudden  rufh  alonsj  tiie  Skies 

The  fable  Shades  of  Night  : 
O  Watts  1  thy  facred  Lays  fo  long 

Shall  ev'ry  Bofom  Are  ; 
And  ev'ry  Mufe,  and  evVy  Tongue, 

To  fpeak  thy  Fraife,  ccnfpire. 
V/hen  thy  fair  Soui  fhall  on  the  Wings 

Of  fliouting  Seraphs  rife. 
And  with  fuperior  Sweetnefs  lings 

Amid  thy  native  Skies  j 
Still  fliall  thy  lofty  Number  flow. 

Melodious  and  D'vine  j 
And  Choirs  above,  and  Saints  below, 

A  deathlefs  Chorus  1  join. 
To  our  far  Shores  the  Sound  fliall  roll, 

(So  Pkilotnela  fung) 
And  Eaft  to  Weft,  and  Pole  to  Pole, 
Th'  Eternal  Tune  prolong. 


Nenv'Engla?id,  M,  B  Y  L  E  s, 

Bopn,    March  15, 
1727. 


HYMNS 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

B  O  O  K  I. 

Collefled  from  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

I.  A  New  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  nvas  Jlai/iy  Rev. 

V.  6,  7,  8,  9,  10,   12. 
I  T^  E  H  O  L  D  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb 
|-^      Amidfl:  his  Father's  Throne  j 
-M.  3  Prepare  new  Honours  for  his  Name, 
And  Songs  before  unknown. 
^  Let  Elders  worftiip  at  his  Feet, 
The  Church  adore  around. 
With  Vials  full  of  Odours  fweet. 
And  Harps  of  fweeter  Sound. 
3  Thofe  are  the  Prayers  of  the  Saints, 
And  thefe  the  Hymns  they  raife  : 
Jefus  is  kind  to  our  Complaints 
He  loves  to  hear  our  Praife. 
[4.  Eternal  Father,  who  fhall  look 
Into  thy  fecret  Will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  fhould  take  that  Book, 
And  open  ev'ry  Seal? 
5  He  fhall  fulfil  thy  great  Decrees, 
The  Son  deferves  it  well ; 
Lo,  in  his  Hand  the  SovVeign  Keys 
Of  Heay'a,  and  Death  and  Hell.] 
•  6  Now 


a  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  1. 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  BJefllngs  paid  ; 
Salvation,  Glory,  Joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  Head. 

7  Thou  halt  redeemed  our  Souls  with  Blood, 

Haft  let  the  Prisoners  free, 
Haft  made  us  Kings  and  Priefts  to  God, 
And  we  (hall  reign  with  Thee. 

8  The  Worlds  oi  Nature  and  of  Grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  Pow'r  5 
Then  i'horten  thele  delaying  Days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  Hour. 

II.  7'he  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Chrift,  John  i.  i, 
3,  1^.  andQol/i.  16.  and  Eph.  iii.  9,  10. 

I    F?'ER    the    blue  Heavns    were   ilretch'd 

JH/  abroad, 

From  Everlaftjng  was  the  Word  ; 

Wth  God  he  was;  the  Word  was  God, 

And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 
a  By  his  own  Pow'r  v/ere  ^11  Things  made  j 

By  hirn  fupported  all  Things  ftand  j 

He  is  the  whole  Creation's  Head, 

And  Angels  fly  at  his  Command. 
3  E'er  Sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 

He  led  the  Hoft  of  Morning- Stars  5 

(Thy  Generation  v^ho  can  tell. 

Or  count  the  Number  of  thy  Years  ?) 
^  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  Heav'nly  Forms, 

The  Word  dtlcends  and  dwells  in  Clay, 

That  he  may  hold  Converfe  with  Woims, 

Dreft  m  fuch  fetble  Flefti  as  they, 
r  Morlals  with  Joy  beheld  his  Face, 

Th'  Eternal  Fatlier's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  Truth  !  how  full  of  Grace  ! 

When  ihro'  his  Eyes  the  Godhead  flione ! 

6  Arch- 


B.  t.  Spiritual  SONGS.  3 

6  Arch-Angels  leave  their  high  Abode, 
Tolearii  new  MyftVies  here,  and  tetl 
The  Loves  of  our  defcerding  God> 
The  Glories'  of  E  M  A  N  U  E  L. 

III.  TheNaii'vityo/Chr\{\,  Lukei.  30,  ^^  Luke 
ii.  10,  ^r. 

1    TJ  E  H  O  L  D,  the  Grace  appears, 
O     The  Fronnle  is  fulfill'd  j 
Mary  the  Wond'rous  Virgin  bears. 
And  JefusAS,  the  Cl^ild. 
[4  The  Lord,  theHigheft  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  Lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  Da-uiifs  Throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  fhall  he  reign 

With  a  peculiar  Sway  5 
The  Nations  (hall  his  Grace  obtain, 
His  Kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  News, 

A  heav'nly  Form  appears  5 
He  tells  the  Shepherds  of  their  Joys, 
And  baniflies  their  Fears. 

5  Go  humble  Sivains,  faid  he. 

To  David'/  City  fly. 
The  promird  Infant  born  To  day^ 
Doth  in  a  Manger  lie. 

6  With  Looks  and  Hearts  ferene. 

Go  'uifit  Chrift  your  King  j 
And  ftrait  a  flaming  Troop  was  fecn  j 
The  Shepherds  heard  him  fmg. 

7  Glory  to  God  on  High, 

And  hea'v'nly  Peace  on  Earthy 
Good  Will  to  Men,  to  Angels  Joy^ 
At  the  Redeemer^ s  Birth. 


4  HYMN  S    and  B^  I, 

[8  In  Worfliip  fo  divine 

Let  Sai^nrs  employ  their  Tongues  j 
With  the  Celeftial  Hoft  we  join. 

And  loud  repeat  their  Songs. 
9  Glory  to  God  on  Mighf 

And  hea^v'^nly  Peace  on  Earth f 
_  Good  Will  to  Metiy  to  Angels  Joy, 

At  our  Redamer^s  Birtjj,] 

ly,  Referretl  to  the  id  Pfalm. 

V.  Suhm'ifion  to  AffliBi've  Pro'vidence,  Job  i.  ai. 

1  "^T  A  K  ED,  as  from  the  Earth  we  came, 
X^     And  crept  to  Life  at  firft. 

We  to  the  Earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  Duft. 

2  The  dear  Delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  Favours  borrow'd  Nowj 
To  be  repaid  Anon.        .    ••• 

3  'Tis  God,  that  lifts  our  Comforts  high^ 

Or  finks  them  in  the  Grave, 
He  gives,  and  (blcfled  be  his. Name) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  PafTions,  then 

Let  each  rebellions  Sigh 
Be  fiient  at  his  SovYeign  Will, 
And  evYy  Murmur  die. 

5  If  fmiling  Mercy  crown  our  Lives, 

Its  Praifes  fhall  be  fptead, 
And  we'll  adore  the  Jultice  too. 
That  (hikes  our  Comforts  dead. 

VI.  Triumph  o'ver  Death,  Job  xix.  55,  a6,  27. 

I   /^  REAT  GOD,  I  own  thy  Sentence juft, 
\jj    And  Nature  muft  decay,  - 
I  yield  my  Body  to  the  Duft, 
To  dwell  with  Fellow-Clay. 

a  Yet 


B;I.  spiritual  S  0  N  G  S,  5 

2  Yet  Faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  Grave, 

And  trample  on  the.Tombs: 
My  Jefus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  ray  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  migh^ty,.Coriqu'ror  fliall  appear 

High  on  a  Royal'Seat, 
And  Death,  the  laft  of  all  his  Foes, 
Lie  vanquifli'd  at  his  F^et. 

4  Though  greedy  Worms  devour  my  Skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wafting  Flefli, 
When  God  (li  all -build,  my  Bjones  again, 
He  ctothes 'cra'allafrefe.       '  ,  • 

5  Then  fhall  I  fee  thy  lovply  Face,    • 

With  ftrorig  iaimoi-tpl  Eyes, 
And  feaftt?pon  thy  unkno\\:n  Grace 
With  Pleafure  and  Surprize, 

VII.    Tbe  tn'vitattgncftheQoJ^ely  or.  Spiritual 

Food  and  Cloalhing,  Ifa.  Iv.  i,  2,  &C.  " 
I,;  Tu    E  %x  evVy  mortal  Ear  attend^ 
%.  .J     And  ev'ry  Heart  rejoiqe. 
The  Trumg^t  of  the  Gofpel  fpunds 
With  ah  mviting  Voice, 
a  Ho,  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  Souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  V/ind, 
And  vainly  ilrive  with  earthly  Toys 
To  fill  an  empty  Mind  : 

3  Eternal Wifdom  has  prepared 

A  Soui  reviving  Feart, 
And  bids  your  longing.  Appctit|S5 
The  rich  Pro'vifion, tali e." 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  Streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  Thirft 
With  Springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  Love  and  Mercy  here 

In  a  rich  Ocean  join.; 

Sal. 


/ 


6  H  r  M  N  S   and  B."  I. 

Salvation  in  Abundance  flows, 

Like  Floods  of  Milk  and  Wine. 
[6  Ye  peii/liing  and  naked  Poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  Pain, 
To  weave  a  Garment  of  your  own,  ' 

That  will  not  hide  your  Sin  j 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  Soul, 

In  Robes  prepar'd  by  (Jod, 
Wrought  by  the  Labours  of  hjs  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  Blood.] 

2  Dear  God,  the  Treafures  of  thy  Love 

Are  everlafting  Mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  Mis'Hes  are,     ■ 

And  boundiefs  as  our  Sins, 
9  The  happy  Gates  of  Gofpel  Grace 

Stand  open  Night  and  Day  5 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  Supplies, 

And  drive  our  Wants  away,' 

VIII.    The  Safety  and  FrouSiion  of  the  Chutchl 

ifa.  xxvi.   1,  i,  4,  5,  6. 
X    T.T  O  W  honourable  is  the  Place, 
XX     Where  we  adoi  ing  ftand, 
S'ton,  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 
And  Beauty  of  the  Land  ! 
%  Bulwarks  of  mighty  Grace  defend 
The  City  where  we  dwell  j 
The  Walls,  of  ftiong  Salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  Affaults  of  Hell 

3  Lift  up  the  everlaft'ing  Gates, 

The  Doors  wide  open  fling  j 
Enter  ye  Nations  that  obey 
The  Statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  (hall  you  tafte  unmingled  Joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  Peace  \ 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  Name, 
And  ventnr'd  on  his-Grace. 

5  Truft 


B.  I.  spiritual   SONGS.  7. 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  truft, 

And  banifh  all  your  Fears  ; 
Stjength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells  j 
Eternal  as  his  Years. 

6  What  though  the  Rebels  dwell  on  high. 

His  Arm  fhall  bring  them  low  ; 
Low  as  the  Caverns  of  the  Grav«, 
Their  lofty  Head  ftiall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  Feet  fhall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  Hour  5 
The  Ruins  of  her  Walls  fhall  fpread 
A  Pavement  for  the  Poor. 

IX.  The  Promifes  of  the  Co'venant  of  Grace,  Ifa, 
Iv.  J,  1.  Ztch.  xiii.  i.  Mic.  vii,  19.  Ezek. 
xxxvi.  25,  &c. 

1  T  N  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  Lives 
X.     To  gather  empty  Wiud, 
The  choiceft  BlefTings  Earth  can  yield. 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  Mind, 
a  Come,  and  the  Lord  fhall  feed  our  Souls 
With  more  fubftantial  Meat  ^ 
With  fuch  as  Saints  in  Glory  love, 
.  With  fuch  as  Angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  Want  fupply. 

And  fill  our  Hearts  with  Peace  ; 
He  gives  by  Cov'nant  and  by  Oath 
The  Riches  of  his  Grace. 

4  Come,  and  he'il  cleanfe  our  fpotted  Sou3», 

"And  wafh  away  our  Stains, 
In  the  dear  Fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  his  dying  Veins. 
[5  Our  Guilt  fhall  vanifh  all  away. 
Though  black  as  Hell  before  ; 
Our  Sins  fhall  fink  beneath  the  Sea, 
And  fhall  be  found  no  more. 

6  / 


5  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

6  And  left  Pollution  fliould  o'eiTpread 

Our  inward  Fow'rs  again, 
His_  Spirit  ihall  bed^w  our  Souls, 
Like  purifying  Rain.] 

7  Our  Heart,  that  flinty  itubborn  Thing, 

That  Terrors  cannot  move. 
That  fears  no!  hreatnings  of  his  Wraths- 
Shall  be  diffoh  M  by  Love. 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  Flint  away, 

That  would  net  be  rehn'd. 
And  from  the  Treafurcs  of  hjs  Grace 
Beftow  a  fofter  Mind. 

9  There  (hall  his  facred  Spirit  dwell. 

And  deep  engrave  his  Law, 
And  ev'ry  Motion  of  our  Souls 
To  fwift  Obedience  draw. 

10  Thus  will  he  pour  Salvation  down. 

And  we  (hall  render  Praife  j 

We  the  dear  People  of  his  Love, 

And  he  our  God  o\  Grace. 

X.  The  Blejednefs  of  Gofpel-Times -,  or,  The  Re- 
<velation  of  Chrift  to  Jenxs  and  GmtileSf  Ifa.  v, 
2>  7i  8,  9,  10.     Mat.  xiii.  j6,  17. 

I    7  Y  O  W  beauteous  sre  their  Feet, 
Xl     Who  ftand  on  Sioni  Hill, 
Who  bring  Salvation  on  their  Tongues, 
And  Words  of  Peace  reveal ! 
z  How  charming  is  their  Voice ! 
How  fw^eet  the  Tidings  are  ! 
*<  Sion^  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 
3  How  happy  are  our  Ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  Sound, 
Which  Kings  and  Prophets  v^aited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  found  I. 

4  How 


B.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  9 

4.  How  blefTed  are  our  Eyes, 

That  fee  this  Heav'nly  Light; 
Prophets  and  Kings  defiTd  it  long. 
But  dy'd  without  the  Sight  ! 

5  The  Watchmen  join  their  Voice, 

And  tuneful  Notes  employ; 

Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  Songs, 

And  Defarts  learn  the  Joy, 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  Arm 

Through  all  the  Earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  Nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

XI.  The  Humble  enlightened,  and  Carnal  Reafon 
humbled ;  or.  The  Sovereignty  of  Grace,  Luke 
X.  21,  a2. 

1  rr^  HERE  was  an  Hour  when  Cbriji  re joic'd, 
JL     And  (poke  his  Joy  in  Words  ot"  Praife  ; 
"  Father,  I  thank  Thee,  mighty  God, 
•'  Lord  of  the  Earth,  and  Heav'ns  and  Seas. 

a  "  I  thank  thy  Sov'reign  Pow'r  and  Love, 
**  That  crowns  my  Doftrine  with  Succefs; 
*'  And  makes  the  Babes  in  Knowledge  learn 
*'  The  heights,  &  breadths,  &  lengths  of  Grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  Glory  lies  conceaPd 
<*  From  Men  of  Prudence  and  of  Wit ; 
**  The  Prince  of  Darknefs  blinds  their  Eyes, 
**  And  their  own  Pride  refifts  the  Light. 

4.  '*  Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufe  tliy  Will 
"  Chofe  and  ordain'd  it  flionld  be  fo  ; 
'«  'Tis  thy  Delight  t'  abafe  the  Proud, 
«*  And  lay  the  haughty  Scorner  low. 

5  **  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  the  Son, 
"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 
«'  But  where  the  Father  makes  hira  known." 

6  Then 


10  HYMNS   and  B.  I. 

6  Then  let  our  Souls  adore  our  God, 
That  de;,ls  his  Graces  as  he  pleale  j 
Nor  gives  to  Mort>i!s  an  Account 
Or  of  his  Actions,  or  Decrees. 

XII-  Tree  Grace  in  re'vealing  Chriikj  Lwke  x.  ii, 
1    <y£  SUS  the  Man  of  conftant  Grief,    ' 
^     A  Mcurner  all  his  Days  j 
His  Spirit  once  rejoic'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  Joy  to  Praife. 
a  Father,  I  thanh  thy  ivond'rous  Love, 
That  hath  re'veat'd  thy  Son 
To  Men  unlearned ;  avd  to  Babes 
Has  made  thy  Gofpel  kvoivn. 

3  Thy  My/iyies  of  Ktdetm'ing  Grace 

Are  hidden  from  the  IV^j'e, 
White  Pride  and  carnal  'Reas'tiings  join 
To  Jewell  and  blind  their  Eyes. 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  Heav'n  and  Earth 

His  great  Decrees  fulfil. 
And  orders  all  his  Works  of  Grace 
By  his  own  SovYeign  Will. 

XIII.  The  Son  of  God  incarnate-^  ©r,  The  Titles 

and  the  Kingdom  of  Chriir,  Ifa.  ix.  2,  6,  7. 

1   f\^  HE  Lands  that  long  in  Darknefs  lay, 

%.       Now  have  beheld  a  Keav'nly  Light  j 

Nations  that  fat  in  Death's  cold  Shade, 

Are  bieft  with  BeaiTis  divinely  bright.  \ 

a  The  Virgin's  promised  Son  is  born  i  1 

Behold  th'  expcfted  Child  appear  : 

What  fhall  his  Names  or  Titles  be  f 

The  Wonderful,  The  Counfellor. 
3  This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 

Come  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd  ; 

Th'  Eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  Son  of  Dwvid,  and  his  Lord. 

4  The 


B.  h  Spiritual  SONGS.  tr' 

4  The  Government  of  Earth  and  Seas 
Upon  his  Shoulders  iliall  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  Dominions  ihali  increafe. 
And  Honours  to  his  Name  be  paid, 

5  Je/us  the  holy  Child  (hall  fit 

High  on  his  Father  Da'vid^  Throne, 
Shall  crufh  his  Foes  beneath  his  Feet, 
And  reign  to  Ages  yet  unknown. 

XIV.     7 bg  Triumph  of  Faith  y    or,   Ckrlfl'^UH^ 
changeable  Lovit  Rom.  viii.  33,  &c, 

a  \X7  H  O  fhall  the  Lord's  Ele61:  condemn  ? 
VV    'Tis  God  that  juitifies  their  Souls, 

And  Mercy,  like  a  mighty  Stream, 

0*er  all  their  Sins  divinely  rolls. 
%  Who  (hall  adjudge  the  Saints  to  Hell  ? 

*Tis  Chriji  that  fufi'er'd  in  their  otead  | 

And  the  Salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rifing  from  the  Dead. 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  fits  above. 
For  ever  interceding  there  : 

Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  Love, 
Or  what  fhould  tempt  las  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  Perfecution,  or  Diftrefs, 
Famine,  or  Sword,  or  Nakednefs  ? 

He  that  hath  lovd  us  bears  us  through, 

And  makes  us  more  than  Conquerors  too. 
^5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  Pow'r, 
^     It  triumphs  in  the  dying  Hour  : 

Chriji  is  cur  Life,  our  Joy,  our  Hope, 

Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  Prop. 

6  Not  all  that  Men  on  Earth  can  do, 
Nor  PowVs  on  high,  nor  PowYs  below. 
Shall  caufe  his  Mercv  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  Hearts  frtm  arj/?  ©ur  Love. 

B  XV. 


^2  HYMNS  and  35.  L 

.XV.  Our  oixjn  Weaknefs,  and  Chrift  cur  Strength^ . 
a  Cor.  xii.  7,  9,  10. 

I  T     E  T  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
1   J     Strength  fiaii  be  equal  to  thy  Day\ 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  Diftref§, 
Leaning  on  all-fufficient  Grace. 

a  I  glory  in  Infirmity, 

That  Chrif\s  own  PowY  may  reft  on  mc| 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong, 
Grace  is  my  Shield,  and  ChriJ)  my  Songo 

3  1  can  do  all  Things,  or  can  bear 
All  Suff'ringSj  if  my  Loid  be  there; 
Sweet  Pleafiires  mingle  with  the  1  ains, 
While  his  Left  Hand  my  Head  fuftains. 

4.  But  it"  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  Work  alone  j 
When  new  Temptations  Tpring  and  rife. 
We  find  how  great  our  Weaknefs  is. 

5  Sd  Sampfon,  when  his  Hair  was  loft, 
Met  the  PkUiflines  to  his  Colt ; 
Shook  his  vain  Limbs  with  fad  Surprize, 
Ivladc  feeble  Fight,  and  loft  his  Eyes. 

XVL  Hofanna  to  Chrijl,  Matt.  Jcxi.  9, 
Luke-xix.  3^3,  50. 
J    TJO S ANNA  to  the  Royal  Son 
•^    .Of  Dawd'i  antient  Line, 
His  Nature's  Two,  his  Peifon  One, 
Myfterious  and  Divine. 
»  The  Root  of  Danjid  here  we  fin(^ 
And.Oft'spring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  Time  are  join'd 
In  our  Emanuel's  Name. 
«  Bleft  He  that  comes  to  wretched  Men 
With  peaceful  News  from  Heav'nj 
Bofannas  of  the  higheft  Strain 
To  Cbriji  the  Lord  be  glv'n, 

4  I-et 


1.  h  Sfiritual    SONGS. 


«i 


4  L«l  Mortals  ne'er  refafe  to  take 
>  \      Th'  Hofaniw.  on  their  Tongues, 

Left  Rocks  and  Stones  fnould  rife,  and  break 
Their  Silence  into  Songs. 

XVII.  KiBory  o»jer  Deaths  i  Gor.  xv.  55,  &c# 

f   /^  For  an  over-coming  Faith 
\_^'    To  chear  my  dying  Hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  Monfter  Death, 
And  all  iiis  frightful  Pow'rs. 
s  Joyful,  with  all  the  Strength  I  have^ 
My  qu'rv'ii-ng  Lips  (hould  fing, 
Where  is  thy  boafted  FiS^ry,  Granje  ? 
And  cohere  the  Monjfer's  Sting  P 
^  If  Sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  fecure. 
Death  fcath  no  Sting  befides  5 
The  Law  gives  Sin  its  damning  Pow'f  | 
But  ChrT/f,  my  Ranfom,  dy'd. 
4  Kow  to  the  God  of  Vidloiy 
Immortal  Thar^s  be  paid, 
Who  niakes  us  Conqu'rors  while  we  die, 
Through  C^rj/?ot»r  living  Head. 

XVm.  Bieffed  are  the  Dead  that  die  in  the  Lord, 
Rev.  xiv.  13. 

1  TT EAR  what  the  Voice  from  Heav'a  pro- 
XJL     For.all  the  pious  Dead,  (clairES 

Sweet  is  the  Savour  of  their  Names, 
And  foft  their  fleeping  Bed. 
%  They  die  in  J^fus,  and  are  biefl } 
How  kind  their  Slumbers  aie  ! 
From  Sufferings  and  from  Sins  releas'd. 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  Snare. 
3  Far  from  this  Worl  i  of  Z  oil  and  Strife, 
They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  j 

B »  The 


tf  HYMNS  and  B.t 

The  Labours  of  their  mortal  Life 
End  in  a  large  Reward. 

XTX.  The  So  fig  of  Simeon  j  or,  Death  tnadi  . 
de/irabUy  Luke  i.  27,  &c. 

s  T     O  R  D,  at  thy  Temple  we  appear, 
M...J     As  happy  Simeon  came. 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  i 
O  make  our  Joys  the  fame  1 
a  With  what  divine  and  valt  Pe%h|j 
The  good  old  Man  was  fiird,^' 
When  fondly  in  his  withered  Arms 
He  clafp'd  the  holy  Child. 
3  Noixj  I  can  lea<ve  this  WorUii  he  cry*d> 
Bihcld  thy  Servant  dies  ; 
T^e  feen  thy  great  SaI'vationt  Lord, 
And  clofe  f?iy  peaceful  Eyes. 
^  This  is  the  Light  prepared  to  Jhine 
Upon  the  Gentile  Landsy 
^hine  IfraelV  Glory j  and  their  Hoptf 
To  break  their  ^a>vijb  Bands, 
Is  7(A'»  the  Vifion  of  thy  Face,   . 
Hath  over-powYing  Charms ; 
Scarce  {hall  I  feel  Death's  cold  Embrace, 
If  Chrifi  be  in  my  Arms. 
6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  Heart-ftrings  break, 
How  fweet  my  Minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  Palenefs  on  my  Cheek, 
And  Glory  in  my  Soul.] 

XX.  Spiritual  Apparel  (viz.)  The  Robe  of  Right e~ 
oufnefSi  and  Garments  of  Sal'vationi  Ifa.  Ixi.  10. 

1      i4   W  A  K  E  my  Heart,  arife  my  Tongue, 
x\    Prepare  a  tuneful  Voice  j 
Jn  God  the  Life  of  all  my  Joys 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice, 


B.  t  Spiritual  SONGS*  Xj 

%  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  Soul, 
And  made  Salvation  mine  j 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  Worm 
He  makes  his  Graces  fhine. 

3  And  ieft  the  Shadow  of  a  Spot 

Should  on  my  Soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  Robe  the  Saviour  wrought* 
And  call  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  Robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  Princes  wear  ! 
Thefe  Ornaments,  how  bright  they  ihinet 

How  white  the  Garments  are  ! 
jl  The  Spirit  wrought  my  Faith  and  Lovf, 

And  Hope,  and  ev'ry  Grace, 
But  Jefus  fpent  his  Life  to  work 

The  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 
6  Strangely,  my  Soul,  ai  t  thou  array 'd 

By  the  great  Sacred  Three  j 
In  fweetelt  Harmony  of  Praife 

Let  all  thy  Pow'rs  agree, 

XXI.  A  V'tjion  of  the  Kingdom  of  Chrifl  atmng 

Men,  Rev.  xxi.  i,  »,  3,  4. 
1  T     O,  what  a  glorious  Sight  appears 
X— /    To  our  believing  Eyes ! 
The  Earth  and  Seas  are  pait  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  Skies.  , 
%  From  the  third  ifeav'n  where  God  refidcs^ 
That  holy,  happy  Place, 
The  Neix)  Jerufalem  comes  down 
Adorn'd  with  fhining  Grace> 

3  Attending  Angels  fliout  for  Joy^ 

And  the  bright  Armies  fing, 
MortalSi  ^oldthe  facrtd  Seat 
Of  your  defending  King. 

4  Tie  God  of  Glory  doivn  to  Men 

Removes  hit  bleR  Abode  \ 

B  3  M§^ 


,f  nr  M  H  S    and  B.  L 

Metty  the  dear  0hje8i  of  bis  Grace f 
And  be  the  lonjing  God. 
5  His  own  foft  Hand  Jb all  nvipe  the  Tears, 
From  e'Sry  ^weeping  Eyey 
And  Pains y  and  Groans y  and  Grief Sf  and  Fcars^ 
And  Death  itftlf  fhall  die. 
$  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  oh  how  long", 
Shall  this  bright  Hour  delay  ? 
Fly  fwitter  round,  ye  Wheels  of  Time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  Day. 
XXII.  ««^XXni.  Referred  to  the  iisth  Ffalm. 

XXI V.   The  rich  Sinner  djing,  Pfalm  xlix.  6,  ^ 
EccK  viii.  8.  J^-b  iii.  14,  15. 

1  T  N  vain  the  wealthy  P/Iortals  toil, 

X     And  heap  their  fiiining  Duft  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcorn  the  humble  Poor, 
And  boall  their  lofty  Hills  of  Gain, 

2  Their  Golden  Cordials  cannot  eafe 
Their  pained  Heaits  or  aching  Heads, 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe  approaching  Death 

-From  glitt'ring  Roofs  and  downy  Reds. 

3  Ti^e  ling'ring,  the  unwilling  Soul, 
The  difmal  Summons  muft  obey, 
And  bid  a  loiig,  aiad  Fartwel, 
To  the  pale  Lump  of  lifelefs  Clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  Grave, 
Where  Kings  and  Slaves  have  equal  Thronerj 
Their  Bones  w  thout  Difl:in6lJon  lie 
Amongft  the  Heap  of  meaner  Bones. 

The  re/}  referred  to  the  ^^fb  Pfalm. 

XXV.  A  V^fion  of  the  Lamhy  Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9.' 

J      ALL  mortal  Vanities  be  gone, 

jt\     Nt  r  tempt  my  Eyes,  nor  tire  my  Earsj 
Behold  amidit  th'  eternal  Throne 
A  Vifion  of  the  Lanib  appears, 

[»  Glory 


'B;rv  Spiritual  SONGS, 

[»  Glory  his  fleecy  Robe  adorns, 
Marked  with  the  bloody  Death  he  bore  5 
Seven  are  his  Eyes,  and  fev'n  his  Horns, 
To  fpeak  his  Wifdom  and  his  Pow'r. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  fealed  Bock 
From  him  that  fits  upon  the  Throne ; 
ye/us,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  Decrees,  and  Things  unknown.] 

4  Ail  theafiembling  Saints  around 
Fall  worfhipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  Songs  of  Gofpel-Sound 
Addrefs  their  Honours  to  bis  Name. 

[5  The  Joy,  the  Shout,  the  Harmony 
Flies  o'er  theEverlafting  Hills  j 
Worthy  art  tkou  alone  (th'^y  c ry) 
To  read  the  Book,  to  loofe  the  Seals.  3 

6  Our  Voices  join  the  heav'nly  Strain, 
And  with  tranfporting  Pleafure  fing. 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  v.  as  (lain. 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King. 

7  His  Words  of  Prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  Counfels,  deep  Defigns ; 
His  Grace  and  Vengeance  fhall  f  ulhl 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  Lines. 

8  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  Souls  from  Hell; 
With  thine  invaluable  Blood  ; 

And  Wretches  that  did  once  rebel. 
Are  now  made  Fav'rites  of  their  Gcd, 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
That  dy'd  for  Treafons  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  Tongue  to  be  ador'd, 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  Throne, 


B  *  XXVI, 


jl  HYMNS  and  B.  L 

XXVI.   Hope  of  Hea'vtn  h^  the   RefurreiifQn  of 
Chrift,  I  Pet.  i.  j,  4,  5. 

%  T>  L  E  S  T  be  the  Everlafting  God, 
X)    The  Father  of  our  Lord, 
Be  his  abounding  Mercy  prais'd. 
His  Majefty  ado  'd. 
a  When  from  the  Dead  he  rais'd  his  Sonj 
'  And  caird  hitji  tp  the  Sky, 
He  gave  our  Souls  a  lively  Hope 
Tliat  they  fhould  never  die. 
•  Wh:u  though  our  inbred  Sins  require 
Our  Flelh  to  fee  the  Duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofif, 
So  all  his  Followers  muft. 
4.  There's  an  Inheritance  Divine 
Referv'd  againft  that  Day, 
'Tis  uncoirupted,  undefil'd. 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 
5  Saints  by  the  Pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 
Till  the  Salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  Faith  as  Strangers  here, 
Till  Chrijl  ihall  call  us  home. 

XXVIL  AJfuranci  of  Heaven  j  or,  a  Saint  prepared 
to  Me,  a  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  18. 

[r   Tr\  E  ATH  may  diflblve  my  Body  now, 
XJ     And  bear  my  Spirit  home  j 
Why  do  my  Minutes  move  fo  flow, 
Nor  my  Salvation  come  ? 
s  With  heav'nly  Weapons  I  have  fought 
The  Battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finilh  d  my  Courfe,  and  kept  the  Faith, 
And  wait  the  fure  Reward.] 
5  God  has  laid  up  in  Heav'n  for  me 
A  Crown  which  caaiiot  fade  j 

The 


B,  I.  Sfiriiual  $  0  N  G  S.  tf 

The  Righteous  Judge  at  that  great  Day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  Head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  Grace  decreed 

This  Prize  for  me  alone } 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  fee 
,  -      Th'  Appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus  the  Lord  fhall  guard  me  fafe 

From  ev'ry  ill  Defign  j 
And  to  his  heav'nly  Kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  Soul  of  mine.  , 

6  G&d  is  my  everlafting  Aid, 

And  Hell  (hall  rage  in  vain ; 

To  him  be  higheft  Glory  paid. 

And  endlefs  Praife.    j^men. 

XXVni.  The  Triumph  of  Chrift  over  the  Enemies 

of  his  Church,  Ifa.  Ixiii,  i,  2,  3,  &c. 
1   '1X7' HAT  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God, 
VV       Comes  travelling  in  State, 
Along  the  Idumean  Road, 
Away  from  Bo%.rah"i  Gate. 
%  The  Glory  of  his  Robes  proclaim 
'Tis  fome  viftorious  King  j 
*<  'Tis  I  the  Juft,  th'  Almighty  One, 
**  That  your  Salvation  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  Saints  enquire, 

Why  thine  Apparel  red  ? 
And  all  thy  Vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe, 
Who  in  the  Wine-prefs  tread  ? 

4  "  I  by  myfelf  have  trod  the  Prefs, 

"  And  cruftiM  my  Foes  alone  j 
<«  My  Wrath  has  ftruck  the  Rebels  dead, 
*'  My  Fury  Itamp'd  them  down. 

5  "  'Tis  Edom\  Blood  that  dyes  my  Robes 

<«  With  joyful  fcarlet  Stains ; 
<*  The  Triumph  that  my  Raiment  wears, 
"  Spruj^2  from  their  ble^ing  Veins. 

B5  «"Thus 


*o  HTMNS    and  B.I. 

6  "  Thus  (hall  the  Nations  be  deftroy'd, 
*'  That  dare  infult  my  Saints  ; 
**  I  have  an  Arm  t'  aveuge  tlieir  WroEgs, 
"  An  Ear  for  their  Complaints." 

XXIX.  The  Second  Part ;  or,  rhe  Ruin  of  Anti- 

chrilt,  Ver.  4,  s,  6,  7. 

1  "  T  Lift  my  Banner,  faith  the  Lord, 

1  ♦*   VJhQiQ  Antichnji  has  ftood  j 
*<  The  City  of  my  Gofpel-Foes 
*■  Shall  be  a.  Field  of  Blood, 

2  "  My  Heart  has  ftudy'd  ja(t  Revenge, 

"  And  now  the  Day  a,ppears, 
"  The  Day  of  my  Redeemed  is  come 
"  To  w)pe  away  their  Tears. 

3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  Patience  grown, 

**  And  bids  my  Fury  go  ; 
'♦*  Swift  as  the  Lightning  it  (hall  move, 
«*  And  be  as  fatal  too. 
4.  *'  I  call  for  Helpers,  but  in  v^in  j 
**  Then  hats  my  Gofpel  none  ? 
*'  Well,  mine  own  Arm  has  Might  enough 
*'  To  crufli  my  Foes  alone. 

5  "  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  Sword 

*'  Shall  walk  the  Streets  around, 

"  Babel  (h^W  reel  beneath  my  Stroke, 

"  And  dagger  to  the  Ground." 

6  Thy  Honour,  O  viftorious  King, 

Thine  own  Right  Hand  (hall  raife. 
While  we  thy  awful  Vengeance  fing. 
And  our  Deliv'rcr  praife. 

XXX.  Prayer  for  Deli'verance  anfiueredj   Ifa. 

xxvi.  8-— 20. 

N  thine  own  Ways,  O  God  of  Love, 
We  wait  tUe  VJfits  of  thy  Grace  j 

Our 


I 


B»  I..  Spiritual  SONGS,  *« 

Our  Souls  Defire  is  to  thy  Name,- 
And  the  Remembrance  of  thy  Face. 

a  My  Thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  Thee 
'Mongft  the  black  Shades  ot  lonefome  Night, 
My  earned  Cries  falute  the  Skies 
Before  the  Dawn  reftore  the  Light. 

3  Look  how  rebellious  Men  deride 
The  tender  Patience  of  my  God  j 
But  they  (hall  fee  thy  lifted  Hand, 
^    And  feel  the  Scourges  of  thy  Rod. 

'14  Hark  !  the  Eternal  rends  the  Sky, 

. ,  A  mighty  Voice  before  him  goes  j 
A  Voice  of  Mufic  to  his  Friends, 
But  threat'ning  Thunder  to  his  Foes. 

5  Come,  Children,  to  your  Father's  Arms, 
Hide  in  the  Chambers  of  my  Grace  ; 
'Till  the  fierce  Storms  be  over  blown. 
And  my  revenging  Fury  ceafe. 

6  My  Sword  fliall  boaft  its  Thoufands  flain. 
And  drink  the  Blood  of  haughty  Kings, 
While  heavenly  f'eace  around  my  Flock, 
Stretches  its  foft  and  (hady  Wings, 

XXXL  BeferredtQ  the  iji  ffalm. 

XXXII.  Strength  from  Hea'ven,  Ifa.  xl.  17,  a8, 

29,  30. 
J  1|JC7 Hence  do  our  mournful  Thoughts  arife ? 
VV      And  where  ovir  Courage  fled  ? 
Has  reftlefs  Sin  and  raging  Hell 
Struck  all  our  Comforts  dead  ? 
a  Have  »ve  forgot  th'  Almighty  Nam« 
That  form'd  the  Earth  and  Sea  ? 
And  can  an  all-creating  Arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 
3  Treafures  of  everlafting  Might  / 

In  our  Jehovab  dwell  s 

BS  /■/    Ui 


ii  HYMNS   and  B.I. 

He  gives  the  Conq[ueft  to  the  Weak, 
And  treads  their  Foes  to  Hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  Pow'r  ftiall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  Vigour  ceafc, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  Strength  inereafe. 

5  The  Saints  (hall  mount  on  Eagles  Wings, 

And  tafte  the  promis'd  Blifs, 
Till  their  unwearied  Feet  arrive 
Where  perfedt  Pleafure  is. 

XXXIII.   XXXIV.   XXXV.   XXXVI.  XXXVII. 

XXXVIII.  Referred  to  Pfalm  cxxxi.  cxxxiv. 

Ixvii.  ixxiii.  xc.  &  ixxxiv. 

XXXIX.   God's  tendtrXare  of  his  Church,  Ifa. 

xlix.  15,  14,  &c. 
1  T^T  O  W  fhall  my  inward  Joys  arife, 
X\l     And  burft  into  a  Song  ; 
Almighty  Love  infpires  my  Henrt, 
And  Pleafure  tunes  my  T  ongue, 
a  God,  on  his  thirfty  Sion  Bill, 

Some  Mercy  Drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  daths  have  bound  his  Love 
To  fhow'r  Salvation  down. 
5  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  Fear?, 
Sufpicions  and  Complaints  ? 
Is  he  a  God,  and  (hall  I'm  Grace 
Grow  weary  of  his  Saints? 

4  Cam  a  kind  Wor.  aj^  4'er  forget 

The  Infant  of  JirrWomb, 
And  'mongft  a  Tnoufand  tender  Thought* 
Her  SuckJing  have  no  Room  ? 

5  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  fbouU  Nature  cban^f, 

And  Mothtrs  Mongers  prcve. 
Son  fill  chveUs  upcn  tbe  Hi<irt>  • 

0/  fvfrlafiing  Lov^t 

6  t>iep 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  a 3 

6  Deep  on  the  Palms  of  both  my  Hands 
I  hwve  engranj'd  her  Name  j 
My  Hand  /halt  raife  her  ruind  Wall, 
And  buitd  her  broktn  Frame. 

XL.  rheBu/tnefs  and  Blejednejs  of  glorified  Sainti^ 
Rer.  vii.  13,  14,  15,  ^c. 

1    TT^HA  T  happy  Men,  or  Angels ^  thefey 
^^       that  all  their  Robes  are  fpotlefs  ivhite  P 
Whence  did  this  glorious  Troop  arrinje 
At  the  pure  Realms  of  Hea<vnly  Light? 

%  From  totaling  Racks  and  burning  Fires, 
And  Seas  of  their  own  Blood  they  came  % 
But  nobler  Blood  has  wafh'd  their  Robes, 
Flo/.ing  from  Chrifi  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almighty  Throne 
With  loud  Hofannas  Night  and  Day, 
Sweet  Anthems  to  the  Great  Three  One^ 
Meafure  their  bleft  Eternity. 

4.  No  more  ftiall  Hunger  pain  their  Souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  Thirft  be  gone. 
And  fpreads  the  Shadow  of  his  Wings, 
To  fcreen  'em  from  the  ficorching  Sun. 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  Middle  Throne, 
ShaJi  Oied  around  his  milder  Beams  j 
There  fhall  they  feaft  on  his  rich  Love, 
And  drink  full  Joys  from  living  Streams, 

€  Thus  (hall,  their  mighty  Blifs  renew 
Through  the  vaft  Round  of  endlefs  Years, 
And  thefoftHand  of  Sov'xeign  Grace 
Heals  all  their  Wounds,  and  wipes  their  Tears, 

XLL   Tie  fame-,  or.  The  Martyrs  glorified,  Rev. 

vii.  13,  &c. 
I  ^H ES  E  glorious  Minds y  ho<vj  bright  they/hinel 
-*      Whence  all  their  ivhste  Array  ? 
Uonx)  came  they  to  the  happy  Seats 
Of  everlafiing  Day  ? 

%  From 


a^.  HY  M  N  S   and  B.I. 

a  From  totaling  Pains  to  endlefs  Joys, 
On  fiery  Wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafhM  their  Raiment  white 
In  Jefus''  dying  j^lood. 
3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 
And  bow  before  his  Throne, 
Their  warbling  Harps  and  facred  Songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 
4.  The  unveil'd  Glories  of  his  Face 
Amongft  his  Saints  refide, 
While  the  rich  Treafure  of  his  Grace 
Sees  alltheir  Wants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  Thirft  (hill  leave  their  Souls, 

And  Hunger  flee  as  fall  j 
The  Fruit  of  Life's  immortal  Tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  Repaft. 

6  The  Lamb  fliall  lead  his  heav'nly  Flock 

Where  living  Fountains  rile, 
And  Love  divine  fliall  wipe  away 
Tke  Sorrows  of  their  Eyes. 

XLIL  Dimtti  Wrath  and  Mercy  ;  from  Nahum  i. 

I,  2,  3,  &c. 
1      ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
x\  Is  a  *  Confuming  Fire  j        *  Heb.  xii.  29. 
His  jealous  Eyes  his  Wrath  inflame,  " 

And  raife  his  Vengeance  higher, 
a  Almighty  Vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 
How  bright  his  Fury  glows  ! 
Vaft  Magazines  of  Plagues  and  Storms, 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  Foes. 
3  Thofe  Heaps  of  Wrath  by  flow  Degrees 
Are  forc'd  into  a  Flame, 
But  kindled,  oh!  how  fierce  they  blaze  I     , 
And  rend  all  Nature's  Frame. 
^  At  his  Approach  the  Mountains  flee, 
And  fcek  a  watVy  Grave ; 

The 


B.  I.  spiritual  SONGS.  95 

The  frighted  Sea  makes  Hafte  away, 
And  flirinks  up  ev'ry  Wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  Air,  the  weighty  Rocks 

Are  fwift  as  Hail-ftones  hurl'd  ; 
"Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  Rage, 
That  rhakes  the  folid  World  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God !  thy  Sovereign  Grace 

Sits  Regent  on  the  Throne, 
The  Refuge  of  thy  chofen  Race, 
When  Wrath  comes  rufliing  down. 

7  Thy  Hand  fliall  on  rebellious  Kings 

A  fiery  Temped  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  (helt'ring  Wings 
Thy  juft  Revenge  adore. 

XLIII.  Referred  to  the  lodM  P/alm, 
XLIV.  Referred  to  the  i^d  Pfalm. 

XLV.  The  lafi  Judgment^  Rev.  xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8, 

I   O  EE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
;  O     Fills  a  majeftic  Throne, 
While  from  the  Skies  his  awful  Voice 
Bears  the  laft  Judgment  down, 
[a  **  I  amtheFirft,  and  I  the  Laft, 
"  Through  endlefs  Years  the  fame  j 
**  I  AMy  is  my  Memorial  ftilj, 
"  And  my  Eternal  Name. 
3  "  Such  Favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
**  My  Royal  Grace  beftows  j 
«  Ye  thirity  Souls,  come  tafte  the  Streams, 
«*  Where  Life  and  Pleafure  flows.] 
[4.  **  The  Saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  Sins, 
'•  I'll  own  him  for  a  Son  } 
**  The  whole  Creation  fhall  reward 
**  The  Conqueft  he  has  won. 
I  «<  But  bloody  Hands,  and  Hearts  unclean, 
«»  And  all  the  lying  Race, 

<•  The 


i$  HYMNS  and  B.  I, 

<f  The  faitblefs  and  the  fcoffing  Crew, 
''  That  fpurn  at  offered'  Gi^ace ; 

6  «'  They  fliall  bfr  taken  from  my  Sight, 

**  Bound  faft  in  Iron  Chains, 
"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  Lake, 
"  Where  Fire  and  Daiknefs  reigns,"] 

7  O  may  I  (land  before  the  Lamb, 

When  Earth  and  Seas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  Name, 

With  Bleflings  on  ray  Head  ! 
S  May  I  withthofe  for  ever  dwell. 

Who  here  were  my  Delight, 
While.  Sinners  banifh'd  down  te  Hell, 

No  more  offend  my  Sight. 

XLVI.  ^«^XLV1I.  Referred  to  Pfalm  148,  &  3. 
XLVIII.  The  Chrljiian  Race,  Ifa.  xl.  28,  29, 

J     A   W  A  K  E  our  Souls  (away  our  Fears,     ^ 
xl.    Let  ev'ry  trembling  Thought  be  gonpjj 
Awake,  and  run  the  beav'niy  Race, 
And. put  a  chearful  Courage  on. 

a  True,  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  Road, 
And  mortal  Spirits  tire  and  faint  j 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchiefs  Pow'r 
Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  Years 
Their  everlafting  Circles  run. 

4  From  Thee,  the  overjaowing  Spring, 
Our  Souls  (hall  drink  a  fre(h  Supply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  Strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  drep,  and  die. 

^  Swift  as  an  Eagle  cuts  the  Air, 
Wp'li  mount  aloft  to  thine  Abode  j 

On 


1.  L  Spirtml  S  O  N^  S,  <%j 

On  Wing*  of  Love  our  Souls  fiiaU  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidft  the  heavenly  Road. 

XLIX..  ne  mrks  of  Mofes  and  tht  lamb. 
Rev.  XV.  3. 
I  T  T  O  W  i!rong  thine  At m  is,  mighty  God  1 
JlT     Who  would  not  fear  thy  Name  j 
Jefujf  how  Tweet  thy  Graces  are  ! 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  ? 
9,  He  ha?  done  more  than  Mofes  did, 
Our  Prophet  and  our  King } 
From  Bonds  of  Hell  he  freed  our  SouU, 
And  taught  our  Lips  to  fing. 

3  In  the  Red  Seat  by  Mofes  Hand, 

Th'  Egyptian  Hoft  was  drown'd  ; 
But  his  own  Blood  hides  all  our  Sins, 
And  Guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  Defart  Ifr'ei  went. 

With  Manna  they  were  fed  j 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  Fielh, 

And  calls  it  living  Bread. 
y  Mofes  beheld  the  promised  Land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  th€  Place  j 
But  Chrif  fliall  bring  his  Followers  Home, 

To  fee  his  Father's  Face. 
i  Then  (hail  our  Love  and  Joy  be  full, 

And  feel  a  wai  mer  Flame, 
And  fweeter  Voices  tune-  the  Song 

Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 

L.    Tke  Song  of  Zecharia«,   and  the  Meffagi  of 
John  the  Baptift ;  or,  Light  and  Sahation  bj 
Jefus  Chrift,  Luke  i,  68,  &c.  John  i,  19,  »», 
I  "^  0  W  be  the  God  of  ifrael  blefs'd, 
A^     Who  makes  his  Truth  appear  j 
His  mighty  Hand  fulfils  his  Word, 
And  allthe  Oaths  he  iware. 

t  Now 


«3^  HYMNS  and  B,  f. 

*  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  Root 
With  Bleflings  From  the  ;Jkies  j 
He  makes  the  Branch  of  Promife  grow. 
The  promised  Horn  arife. 
[3  John  was  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  befere  his  Face, 
The  Herald  which  our  Saviour  God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  Ways. 

4  He  m^kes  the  great  Salvation  known, 

He  fpeaks  of  p.^rdon'd  Sins  j 
While  Grace  Divine,  and  Heav'nly  Love,. 
Xn  its  own  Glory  (hines^. 

5  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  crieSj 

"  That  takes  our  Guilt  away  j 
"  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  Head 
**  On  his  Baptizing  Day.] 

6  **  Be  evVy  Vale  ex'^lttd  high, 

"  Sink  ev'ry  Mountain  low ; 
"  The  Proud  mull  (loop,  and  humble  Souls 
"  Shall  his  Salvation  know. 

7  «*  The  Heathert  Realms,  with  ]fraeT%  Land^. 

"  Shall  join  in  fweet  Accord  ; 
**  And  all  that's  born  of  Man  (hall  fee 
«*  The  Glory  of  the  Lord. 

8  **  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arife, 

**  Ye  that  in  Darknefs  fit ; 
**  He  marks  the  Paths  that  lead  to  Peace, 
♦*  And  guides  our  doubtful  Feet." 
LL  Perftnjering  Grace,  Jude  14,  15. 
X  9^  O  G  0  D  the  only  Wile, 
X      Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  Saints,  below  the  Skies, 
Their  humble  Praifes  bring. 
»  'Tis  his  Almighty  Love, 
His  Counfel  and  his  Care, 
Preferves  us  fafe  from  Sin  and  Death, 
And  evVy  huriful  Snaie. 

3  Hel 


B.I.  Spiritual  S  O  H  G  S.  a^ 

3  He  will  prefent  our  Souls 

Unblemifh'd  and  complete^ 
Before  the  Glory  of  his  Face, 
With  Joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  Seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  Throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  Condua  of  his  Grace, 

And  make  his  Wonders  known, 

5  To  o!ir  Redeemer  God, 

Wifdom  and  Pow'r  belongs, 
Immortal  Crowns  of  Majefty, 
And  everlalting  Songs. 

LII.  P^z/Zi/w,  Mat.  xxviii.  i^.  A6ls  il.  3S. 

2  ''TH  WAS  the  Commiflion  of  our  Lord, 
A       Goy  teacb  the  Nations,  and  Baptize 
The  Nations  have  received  the  Word, 
Since  he  afcenJed  to  the  Skies. 

2  He  fits  upon  th'  eternal  Hills, 

With  Grace  and  Pardon  in  his  Hands, 
And  fends  his  Covenant  with  ihe  Seals, 
To  blefs  the  dillant  Bri/ijh  Lands, 

3  Repent,  and  he  baptised,  he  faith, 

for  the  Kemijfion  of  your  Sins  j 
And  thus  our  Senfe  affifts  our  Faith, 
I       And  (hows  us  what  his  Gofpel  meanSc 
^  Our  Souls  he  wafhes  in  his  Blood, 
As  Water  makes  the  Body  clean  j 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  Rain. 
5  Thus  we  engage  ourfeives  to  Thee, 

And  feal  our  Cov'nant  with  the  Lord  \ 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three 
In  Heav'a  our  fclemn  Vows  record ! 


LIIL 


50  HYMNS  and  B.  U 

LIII.  7he  Holy  Scriptures,  Heb,  i.  t.   a  Tim.  iii. 
15,  16.  Pfalm,  cxlvii.  19,  10. 

1  /^  OD,  who  in  various  Methods  told, 
VJ     His  Mind  and  Will  to  Saints  of  old. 
Sent  his  own  Son  with  Truth  and  Grace, 
T©  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  D^ys, 

a  Our  Nation  reads  the  written  Word, 
That  Book  of  Life,  that  fure  Record  j 
The  bright  Inheritance  of  Heavn, 
Is  by  the  fweet  Conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindeft  Thoughts  are  here  cxpref^-i 
Able  to  make  us  Wife  and  Bleft  j 
The  Doftrii>es  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  Reproof  and  Comfort  too. 

4.  Ve  Brittfh  Ifles  who  read  his  Love, 
In  long  Epiftles  from  above, 
(He  hath  not  fent  his  facred  Word 
To  every  Land)  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

LIV.  Ele£iingCrace\  or,  Sattits behviditt Chni^t 
Eph.  i.  3,  &c. 

J    «y£  SUS,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  Name  : 
^    Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  fame, 
What  heavenly  Blefliogs,  from  bis  Throne, 
Flow  down  to  Sinners  through  his  Son  !  ;| 

ft  Chrift  be  my  firfi  Eha,  he  faid, 
Then  clofe  our  Souls  in  Cbri/i  our  Head, 
Before  he  gave  the  Mountains  Birth, 
Or  laid  Found;Uions  for  the  Earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  Love  begin 
To  raife  us  up  from  Death  and  Sin  ; 
Our  Charailers  were  then  decreed, 
Blamelefs  in  Lo<vty  a  holy  Seed. 

4.  Predeftinated  to  be  Sons, 
Born  by  Degrees,  but  chofe  at  once  j 


^*  ?•  spiritual  S  0  N  G  i,  1 5 

A  new  regenerated  Race, 
To  praife  the  Glory  of.  his  Grace. 
5  With  Cbri/f  our  Lord  we  fhare  our  Part 
In  the  Affeaions  ©f  bis  Heart  • 
Nor  fliall  our  Souls  be  thence  remoVd, 
Till  he  forgets  his  firll  belov'd, 

LV.  mz6khb'sSo»gi  or,  Sickne/t  ondRecQvm, 
lia.  xxxviii,  5,  &c, 

wl^  .    S""^  P°^  deferves  a  Song  j  ' 

We  take  the  Pattern  of  our  Praife 

From  Htzekiah's  Tongue. 
»  The  CJates  of  the  devouring  Grave 

Are  open'd  wide  in  vain. 
If  he  that  holds  the  Keys  of  Death 

Commands  them  faft  again 

3  Pains  of  the  FleQi  are  wont  t'  abufe 

Our  Minds  with  /lavifli  Fears  • 
OurD^^s  are  paft,  and  -we  /hall  'lofe 
Uhe  Remnant  of  our  Tears 

4  We  chatter  with  a  SwaliowV Voice, 
yxri  I..    ^  ^°^^  ^e  mourn. 
^iJ^S>"?r«efs  inftead  of  Joys. 

Affli^ed  and  forlorn.        ^  ' 
£  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  Word. 
^      And  no^Difeafe  withftands  j       ' 

And  %  at  his  Commands. 

^  ^^He^rJ^'  Strings  of  Life  fhonld  break, 
He  can  our  Frame  reftore  •  * 

A^\T'  S^"^,b«l^ind  his  Back, 
And  they  af«  fpu,id  ,ip  ^  » 


JL^7, 


0  HYMNS  and  B.  L 

LVI.  The  Song  of  MokSi  and  the  Lamb\  or,  U^h)'^ 
Ion  fallings  Rev.  xv.  &  xvi.  19,  &  xvii.  6. 

s  \X7'  E  ^in^;  the  Glories  of  thy  Love, 
VV       We  found  thy  dreadful  Name  ; 
The  Chnftian  Church  unites  the  Songs 
Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 
t  Great  God,  how  wondYous  are  thy  Works 
Of  Vengeance,  and  of  Grace  : 
Thou  King  of  Saints,  Almighty  Loi'd, 
How  juft  and  true  thy  Ways? 
5  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  Name, 
Or  worfliipat  thy  Throne  ? 
Thy  Judgments  fpeak  thine  Holinefi 
Through  all  the  Nations  known. 
4.  Great  Babjlen,  that  rules  the  Earthy 
Drunk  with  the  Martyr's  Blood, 
Her  Crimes  fhall  fpeedily  awake 
The  Fury  of  our  God. 
5  The  Cup  of  Wrath  is  ready  mixt, 
And  Ihe  muft  drink  the  Dregs  5 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  Sov'reign  Judge, 
And  (hall  fulfil  the  Plagues. 

3LVIT.  OriginaJ  Sin]  or,  The frj} and fecond Adzm^ 
Rom.  V.  i»,  &c.  Pfalm  h.  5.  Job  xiv.  4. 

B  "D  Ackward  with  humble  Shame  we  look 
Xj    On  Our  Original, 
How  is  our  Natuie  dafh'd  and  broke 
In  our  firft  Father's  Fall! 
a  To  all  that's  Good,  averfe  and  blind. 
But  prone  to  all  that's  111  5 
What  dreadful  Darknefs  veils  our  Mindj 
How  obftinate  our  Will ! 
[3  Conceiv'd  in  Sin  (O  wretched  State!) 
Before  we  draw  our  Breath  i 

The 


I 


1^1.  Spiriiuai  SONGS.  51 , 

The  firft  young  Pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  Death. 
4  Hov\  ftrong  in  our  degenVate  Blood, 
The  old  Corruption  reigns, 
And  minglingwith  the  crooked  Flood} 
Wanders  through  all  our  Veins  !] 
{5  Wild  and  unvvholeforae  as  the  Root, 
Will  all  the  Branches  be  j 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  Fruit 
From  fuch  a  deadly  Tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  Pow'r  from  Things  unclean 

Can  pure  Produ6\ions  bring? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  Stream 
From  an  infected  Spring?] 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wond'rous  Love 

Can  n.ake  our  Nature  clean, 
Whilft  Cbri/^  and  Grace  prevail  above 

The  Tempter,  :Death,  and  Sin. 
jig  The  fecond  At^am  fliall  reftore 
'         The  Ruins  of  the  £rft, 
I     .Ho/i2»«A  to  that  Sovereign  PowV 
j         That  new-create^  our  Dull, 

rJiVIII.  TheDe'vil'vanguiJh'd'j  or,  Michael V^tff 
<witkthe  Dragon i  Rev.  xii.  7. 

^j  T     ET  mortal  Tongues  attempt  to  fing 
■   >  The  Warsof  Heav'n,  when  Mkhaei&.OQ^ 
Chief  General  oi  th 'Eternal  KiKg, 
And  fought  the  Battles  of  our  God. 
Againft  the  Dragon  and  his  Hoft 
The  Armies  of  "the  Lord  prevail : 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft. 
Their  Courage  fmks,  their  Weapons  fail, 

gown  to  the  Earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
own  to  the  Earth  his  Legions  fell ; 
Then  was  the  Trump  of  Triumph  blown, 
And  ihook.the  dreadful  Deeps  of  Heil. 

4  Now 


j4'  UY  M  N  S  and  B»  I. 

4  Now  is  the  Hour  of  Darknefs  paft, 
Chriji  has  aflum'd  his  reigning  Pow'r  ; 
Behold  the  great  Accufer  caft 
Down  from  the  Skies,  to  rife  no  more-: 

g  Twas  by  thy  Blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  Armies  trod  the  Tempter  down  ; 
'Twas  by  thy  Word  and  pow'rful  Name 
They  gain'd  the  Battle  and  Renown. 

6  Rejoice  ye  Heav'ns ;  let  ev'ry  Star 
Shme  with  new  Glories  round  the  Sky  5 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nlyr  War,' 
Kaife  your  Deliv'rer's  Name  on  high. 

LIX.  Babylon /a//^«,  Rev.  xviii.  xo,  li« 

t  T  N  Gabriel's  Hand  a  mighty  Stone 

X     Lies,  a  fair  Type  of  Babylon  : 

Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  Saints, 

God/hall  a'vengejour  long  Complaints, 
%  He  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  ftood, 

He  funk  the  Mill  ftone  in  the  Flood  : 

7hus  terrible  /ball  Babel  fall, 

Thus,  and  no  more  he  found  at  all, 

LX.    The  Virgin  MaryV  Song;  or,  The  promifed 
Meffiah  bornt  Luke  i.  »6,  &c. 

I  AX  U  R  Souls  fliall  magnify  the  Lord, 
KJ     In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  ; 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  Song, 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  our  Voice  ! 

[a  The  Higheft  faw  her  low  Eftate, 

And  mighty  Things  his  Hand  hath  done  } 
His  over-fhadowing  Power  and  Grace  - 

Make  her  the  Mother  of  his  Son, 

3  Let  evVy  Nation  call  her  bkfs'd, 
And  «ndkf5  Years  prolowg  her  Famej 


But| 


B.  I.  spiritual  S  O  N  G  S.  i^ 

But  God  alone'muft  be  ador'd  ■^' 
Holy  and  Reverend  is  his  Name.] 
^  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord; 
His  Mercy  ftands  for  ever  fure  : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Promiie  lives, 
And  the  Performance  is  fecure, 

5  He  fpake  to  Abr'am  and  his  Seed, 
In  thee  /ball  all  ihe  Earth  be  bleji  \ 
The  Mem'ry  of  that  ancient  Word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  Breaft. 

6  But  now  no  more  fhall  IjYel  wait. 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn  5 

-    Lo,  the  Defire  of  Nations  comes  5 
Bthold  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born  ! 

LXI,  Ghrift  otir  High-PrirJ}  and  King  ;  and  Qhnit 
coming  to  Judgment^  Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 
OW  to  the  Lord,  thai  makes  us  know 
The  Wonders  of  his  dying  Love, 
Be  humble  Honours  paid  helow, 
And, Strains  of  nobler  Praife  above. 
'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  fouleft  Sinsj 
And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft'  Blood  : 
'Tis  be  that  makes  us  Priefts  and  King^s^ 
And  brings -us,  Rebels,  near  to  Go'i.  ■ 
'Tojefus^  our  Atoning  Prielt, 
To  J cfus,  our  Superior  King, 
Be  everlafting  PowY  tonitk'^dy 
And  cv'ry  Tongue  his  Glqry  fmg. 

4.  Behold,  on  flying  Clouds  he  corner. 
And  evTy  Eye  ftiall  fise  him  move ; 
Though  vpith  our  Sins  we  pierc'd  him  once  ; 
Then  he  difplays  his  pard'ning  Love. 

5  The  unbelievijig  World  fn=all  wai), 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  Day, 
Comey  Lord)  nor  let  thy  Pjomifs  fail, 
Nor  let  thy"  Chariots  lon«^;de!ay.  ' 

C  ■     LXIL 


3«  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

LXII.  Chrift  Jefus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  iMorJhipped 
hy  all  the  Creation t  Rev.  v.  w,  12,   J3, 

s  £^  O  M  Ej  let  us  join  our  chearfn)  Songs, 
V»J     With  Angels  round  the  7  hroce  5 
Ten  thoufand  thouland  are  their  Tongues, 
But  all  their  Joys  are  one. 
s  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dfd^  they  cry, 
Tg  be  exalted  thus  j 
Worthy  the  Lamhf  our  Lips  reply, 
For  he  was  (lain  for  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  Pow'r  Divine  : 
And  BlefTings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be  Lord  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  Sky, 

And  Air,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  Glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  Praife. 

5  The  whole  Creation  join  in  one. 

To  blefs  the  facred  Name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  Throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

LXIII.  ChriftV  Humiliation  and  Exaltation^ 
Rev.  V.  12. 

1  \'%T  HAT  cqurd  Honours  (hall  we  bring 
VV      To  Thee,  O  Lord  owir  God,  the  Laml^ 

When  all  the  Notes  that  Angels  fing, 

Are  far  inferior  to  thy  Name  ? 
*  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  flain. 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groaa'd  and  dy*d,  i 

Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty  Father's  Side. 
3  PowY  and  Dominion  arc  his  Due, 

Who  ftood  condemnM  at  Filatfi  Bar : 

Wifd 


B.I.  spiritual   SONGS.  37 

Wifdom  belongs  to  Jefus  too^ 

Though  he  was  charg'd  with  Madnefs  here« 

4  All  Riehes  are  his  Native  Right,  '^■ 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  Lofs  j 

To  him  afcribe  Eternal  Might, 
Who  left  his  Weaknefs  on  the  Crofs. 

5  Honour  immortal  muft  be  paid, 
Initead  of  Scandal  and  of  Scorn, 
While  Glory  fhines  around  his  Head, 
And  a  bright  Crown  without  a  Thorn. 

6  Bleflings  for  6ver  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  Curfe  for  wretched  Men  j 
Let  Angels  found  his  facred  Name, 
And  ev'17  Creature  fay,  A-msn. 

LXIV.   Adoption,  1  John  iii'.  i,  &c.  Gal.  vi.  6. 

J.    T>EHOLD  what  won dYou3  Grace 
J3     The  Father  has  beltow'd 
On  Sinners  of  a  Mortal  Race, 
To  call  them  Sons  of  God! 

2  'Tisno  furprifing  Thing 

That  we  (hould  be  unknown  j 
Th«  Jewoih  World  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made ; 
But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
We  fhnll  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  Hope  fo  much  Divine 

May  Trials  well  endure 
May  purge  our  Souls  from  Senfe  and  Sin, 
As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  Love 

I  ihare  a  filial  Part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  DQve, 
To  reft  upon  my  Heart, 

C  %  €  W 


38         .  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

6  We  would  no  lojnger  lie 

Like  Slaves  beneath  the  Throne: 
My  Faith  fliall  Akba,  Father,  cry/. 
And  thou  the  Kindred  own. 

.LXV  The  Kingdoms  of  the  World  become  the  Kint:* 
dofns  of  the  Lord;  or,  The  Day  of  'Judgment^ 
Rev.  xi.  15. 

X  T     ET  the  Sev'nth  Angel  found  on  high, 
JL-y  Let  Shouts  be  h'eardah rough  all  the  Sky  ; 
Kings  of  the  Earth,  with  glad  Accord, 
Give  up  your  Kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

*  Almighty  God,  thy  Pow'r  aflume. 
Who  waft,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  : 
fefus  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  flain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign  ! 

3  The  aiigry  Nations  fret  and  roar, 
Tfeat  they  can  flay  the  Saints  no  more  ; 

On  Wings  of  Vengeance  flies  our  God  i 

To  pay  the  long  Arrears  of  Blood. 

4  Now  muft  the  rifing  Dead  appear  j 
Now  the  decifive  Sentence  hear  j 
Now  the  denr  Martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  ah  infinite  Reward. 

LXVI.  Chrift  the  King  at  his  Table,  Sol.  Song. 

i-  ^i  3>  4>  5»  32>  i3»  17- 

i< 

1  T     E  T  him  embrace  my  Soul,  and  proyc 
X_j     Mine  Int'reft  in  his  heav'nly  Love  : 
The  Voice  that  tells  me    Thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  Bleffings  of  the  Vine. 

%  On  Thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came. 
And  fpreads  the  Savour  of  thy  Name ; 
That  on  of  Gladnefs  and  of  Grace, 
Draws  Virgin  Souis  to  meet  thy  Face. 

3>> 


4 


B,  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  .39 

3  jefus,  allure  rne  by  thy  Charms, 

My  Soul  fhall  fly  into  thine  Arms  ! 

Our  wand'ring  Feet,  cur  Favours  bring 

To  the  fair  Chambers  of  the  King. 
[4.  Wonder  and  Pieafure  tunes  our  Voice, 

To  fpeak  thy  Fraifes  and  our  Joys  .- 

Our  Mem'ry  keeps  this  Love  of  thine 

Beyond  the  Tafle  of  richeft  V/ine.] 
5  Though  in  ourfelves  deforni'd  we  are, 
I     And  black  as  Kedar  Tents  appear. 

Yet  when  we  put  thy  Beauties  on. 

Fair  as  the  Courts  of  Solomon. 
[6  While  at  his  Table  fits  the  King, 
\    He  loves  to  fee  us  finile  and  fing : 
I     Our  Graces  are  our  belt  Perfume, 

And  breathe  like  Spikenard  round  the  Room.] 
7  As  Myrrh  nev^  bleeding  from  the  Tree, 

Such  is  a  dying  Chriji  to  me  5 

And  while  he  m^es  my  Sou!  his  Gueft, 

My  Bofom,  Lord,  fhall  be  thy  keft. 
'8  No  Beams  of  Cedar,  or  of  Fir, 

Can  with  thy  Courts  on  Earth  conipare  j 

And  here  we  wait  until  thy  Love 

Raife  us  to  nobler  Seats  above.] 

LXVII.  Seehng  the  Pajiurgs  o/Cbrift,  the  Shepherd, 
SolomonV  Song,  i,  7. 

I  ^-T^HOU,  whom  my  Soul  admires  above 
J.       All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  Love, 

Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know 

Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  Pafture  grow  ? 
*  Where  is  the  Shadow  of  that  Rock, 

That  from  the  Sun  defends  thy  Flock  ? 

Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy^Sheep, 

Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep. 
3  Why  fhould  thy  Bride  appear  hke  one 

That  turns  afide  to  Paths  unknown  ? 

.-      .  C3  My 


4a  H  r  M  N  S    and  '        B.  I- 

My  conftant  Feet  would  never  rove, 

Would  never  ftek  another  Love. 
[4  The  Footfteps  of  thy  Flock  I  fee; 

Thy  fweeteft  Paftures  here  they  be  j 

A  wond'rous  Feaft  thy  Love  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  Wounds,  &  Groins  &  Tears. 
5  His  deareft  Flefti  he  makes  my  Food, 

And  bids  me  drink  his  richeit  Blood  ; 

Here  to  thefe  Kills  my  Soul  will  come, 

Till  my  Belsved  lead  me  hprne.] 

LXVIIL    'The  Banquet  of  Lo've,  Sol.  Song,  ii.  i, 
2,  3'  4.  6,  7. 
E  H  O  L  D  the  Rofe  of  ^^flro«  here. 
The  Lillies  which  the  Vallies  bear  j 
Fehcld  the  Tree  of  Life  that  givf  s 
Refreshing  Fruit,  and  healing  Leares. 

z  Amongft  the  Thorns  fo  Lillies  fliinej 
Amongft  wild  Gourds  the  noble  Vine, 
So  in  mine  Eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Aniidft  a  Thoufand  meaner  Loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  Shade  I  fat, 
T®  fhield  me  from  the  burning  Heat  j 
Of  heav'nly  Fiuithe  fpreads  a  Feaft, 
To  feed. my  Eyes,  and  pleafe.  my  Tafle. 

[4  Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  Place 
Where  (lands  the  Banquet  of  his  Grace  j 
He  faw  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  Head 
1  he  Banner  of  his  Love  he  fpread. 

5  With  living  Bresd,  and  genVous  Wine,    " 
He  cheers  this  finking  H.^art  of  mine, 
And  op'ning  his  o^n  Heart  to  me, 

He  ihows  his  Thoughts  how  kind  they  be,] 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 

Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  Heart; 
I  charge  my  Sins  not  oace  to  move, 
Nqf  itir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  Love. 

Lxrx. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  4t 

LXIX.  C\-\n?i  appearing  to  his  Church,  and  fe eking 
her  Company.,  Sol.  Song,  ii.  8,  9,  10,  11,  \%,  13. 

I  ry^  H  E  Voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 
X       Orer  the  Rocks  and  rifins  Grounds  j 

O'er  Hills  of  Guilr,  and  Seas.of^Grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  Relief, 
a  New  through  the  Vale  of  Fleili  I  fee 

With  Eyes  of  Love  he  looks  at  me  5 

Now  in  the  Gofpel's  cleareft  Glafs 

He  fhows  the  Beauties  of  his  Face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  Heart  along. 

Both  with  his  Beauties  and  his  Tongue  j 
Rije.,  faith  my  Lord,  make  hcfle  a<xvayy 
hio  mortal  Joys  are  njoorth  thy  Stay, 

4  The  Jewilh  ivi/it'ry  State  is  gone, 

The  Mijis  are  fled,  the  Spring  comes  on, 
The  facredTurtle'Dcve  n.ve  hear 
frociaim  the  neiv,  the  joyful  Tear. 

5  Th''  Immortal  Fine  of  hea<v^nly  Root 
Bh£'o?/JS  and  buds,  and gi'ves  her  Fruit. 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  tafte  the  Wine } 
Our  Souls  rejoice,  and  blefs  the  Vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  ^if/z/j  fay, 
Kife  up,  my  Lo've,  make  hafie  a^vcay  ! 
Our  Hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  Wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  Loves  behind. 

LXX.  Chrift  innjiting,  and  the  Church  answering 
(be  Invitation,  Sol.  Song,  ii/14,  ^^>  ^7- 

[i    IT  ARK!  The  Redeemer,  from  on  high, 
in.     Sweetly  invites  his  Fav'rites  nigh  j 
From  Caves  of  Darknefs,  and  of  Doubt, 
He  gently  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out. 
i  My  Dove,  vuJio  hide/i  in  the  Rocky 
Thine  Heart  almojl  ivith  Sorrotu  brske, 

e  4.  lift 


44  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  i 

Lift  up  thy  Face,  forget  thy  Fear, 

And  let  thy  Voice  delight  mine  Ear, 
3  Thy  Voice  to  me  founds  e'ver  fnveet. 

My  Graces  in  thy  CounV nance  meet ; 

Though  the  njain  JVorldthy  Face  defpife, 

"'TIS  bright  end  copiely  ifi  niine  Eyes.'\ 
[4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  Heart  receives 

The  Hope  thine  Invitation  gives  j 

To  thee  our  joyfui  Lips  fhall  raife 

The  Voice  of  Prayer,  and  of  Praife.] 
[5  I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  j 

Our  Hearts,  our  Hopes,  our  Paflions  join  | 

Nor  le't  a  Motion,  nor  a  Word, 

Nor  TKought  arife  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  MySoul  to  Paftures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongft  the  Lillies  where  he  feeds ; 
Amongft  the  Saints  (wbofe  Robes  are  white 
V/afh'd  in  his  Blood)  is  bis  delight. 

7  Till  the  Day  break,  and  Shadows  flee, 
'Till  the  fvveet  dawning  Light  I  fee. 
Thine  Eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  Soul  in  Darknefs  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  Hart  on  Moimtains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  Hills  of  Fear  and  Sin  ; 
Nor  Guilt,  nor  Unbelief  divide 
My  Love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  Side.]  m 

LXXT.  Chrift  found  in  the  Street,  and  brought  to 
the  Church,  Sol.  Song,  iii.  1,  2,  3,  4,  5. 

X    /^  F  T  E  N  I  feek  my  Lord  by  Night, 
V,/     Jefus,  my  Love,  my  Soul's  Delight  j 
With  w  :rm  Defire,  and  reftlefs  Thought, 
I  feek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

i  Then  I  arife,  and  fearch  the  Stfeet, 
Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour,  meet ; 
I  alk  the  Watchman  of  the  Night, 
JVbsre  did  you  fee  my  Scul'j  Delight  P 

3  Some- 


B.l.  spiritual  SONGS,  4.3 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  Way, 

Dire61cd  by  a  fieav'nly  kay  ; 

i  iea.p  for  Joy  to  fee  his  Face, 

And  hold  iiim  falHn  my  Embrace. 
[4  I  bring  hiia  to  my  Mother's  Home, 

Nor  does  my  Lord  refufe  to  come 

To  j'zca's  faci<;d  Chambers,  where 

,My  Soul .firft  drew  the  vital  Air. 

He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  Heart, 

Pisrc'd  for  iny  fake  with  deadly  Smart  j 

I  give  my  Soul  to  him,  and  thei  e 

Our  Loves  theiu  m.utual  Tokens  fhare.  ] 

I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  Toys, 

Approach  not  to  difturb  my  Joys  5 

Nor  Sin,  nor  Hell,  come  near  my  Heart, 

Nor  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

LXXH.  The  Coronation  of  Chi-m,  and  Efpoufals  of 

the  Church,  Sol.  Song  iii.  x. 
1    "i~\  Aughters  of  Sion,  come,  behold 

X^     1  he  Crownof  Honoi:jrandof  Gold. 

Which  the  glad  Church,  with  Joys  unknown, 

PlacM  on  the  Head  of  Solomon. 
%  Jefusy  thou  everlafting  King, 

Accept  the  Tribute  which  we  bring  } 
^Accept  the  well  deferv'd  Renown, 
^^nd  wear  our  Praifes  as.  thy  Crown. 
3  Let  every  Adi  of  Wor&ip  be 

I-ike  our  Efpoufals,  Lord,  for  Thee  ;. 

Like  the  dear  Hour  when  from  above, 

We  firil:  receiv'd  thy  Pledge  of  Love. 
ij.  The  Gladnefs  of  that  happy  Day  ! 

Our  Hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  ftay  ; 

Nor  let  our  Faith  forfake  its  Hold, 

Nor  Comfort  fink,  nor  L^ve  grow  cold, 
5  Each  following  Minute,  as  it  fiies, 

Increafe  thy  Praife,  improve  our  Joys, 
.r  .  '  O5  Til] 


♦♦  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  Name, 
At  the  great  Supper  of  the  La^rib. 
6  O  that  the  Months  would  roll  away, 
A.':d  hring  that  Coronation  Day  !  ' 
The  King  of"  Grace  (hall  fill  the  Throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  Glories  on. 

LXXIII.  The  Church's  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  o/Chrift, 
Sol.  Song  iv.   I,  10,  II,  7,  9,  8. 

I    l/^  I N  D  is  the  Speech  of  Chrill  our  Lord, 
X\^     Afffdfion  founds  in  ev'ry  Word  j 
Lo,  thou  art  faiff  my  Lo-ve^  he  cries, 
Not  the  young  Do'ves  haue  five  iter  E}Cs, 

[a  S^jueet  are  thy  Lips,  thy  f  leafing  Voice 
Salutes  mine  Ear  orithfccret  Joys  ; 
No  Spice  fo  much  delights  the  Smelly 
Nor  Milk  nor  Honey  tafxefo  ivell. 

3  Ttou  art  all  fair  y  my  Bride,  to  me^ 
J  nvili  behold  no  Spot  in  thee. 
"What  mighty  Wonders  Love  performs. 
And  puts  a  CJonielinefson  Wonns! 

4.  Deni'd  and  ionthfome  as  we  are, 
He  makes  us  white,  ^nd  calls  us  fair  j 
A.dorns  us  with  thatheav'nly  Drefs, 
His  Graces  and  his  Righteoufnefs. 

5  My  Sifer  and  my  Spcufe,  he  cries,  ^ 
Bound  to  my  Heart  by  njariovs  Ties, 

Thy  ponju^rful  Love  my  Heart  detains 
In  (Irong  Delight  and p leafing  Chains. 

6  He  calls  rne  from  the  Leopard's  Den, 
From  this  wild  World  of  Beafts  and  Men, 
To  Sion,  where  his  Glories  are  j 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  fb  fair. 
-;  Nor  Dens  of  Prey,  nor  flowVy  Plains, 
Nor  earthly  Toys,  nor  earthly.Pains;, 
Shall  ht>ld  my  Feet,  or  force  my  Stay, 
When  Chrif  invites  my  Soul  away. 

LXXIV, 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  45 


LXXIV.    Tie  Church   the  Garden  of  Chrift,  Sol. 
Song  iv.  12,  14.,  15,  dhd  v.  1, 

1  \JLT  E  are  a  Garden  walPd  around, 

W       Choferi  and  made  peculiar  Ground  j 
A  little  Spot,  endos'd  by  Grace, 
Out  of  the  World's  wide  Wildernefs. 

2  Like  Trees  of  Myicli  and  Spice  we  (land; 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  Hand  j 
And  all  his  Springs  in  Sion  flow, 

To  make  the  young  Plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  Wiad,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  Ga.fden  of  Perfume  ; 
Spirit  Divine  !  delcen  i  a-.^d  brca  he 

A  gracious  Gale  on  Plants  bentath. 

4  Make  our  beft  "ipices  flow  f.bj  oad 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  Gocl  j 

And  Faith,  and  Love,  aid  joy  appear. 

And  ev\y  Grace  be  a6ti\e  here. 
[5  Let  my  beloved  come  and  tafle 

His  pleafant  Fruits  at  his  own  Feaft. 

Icome^  my  Spoufe,  I  ccmcy  he  cries, 

"With  Love  and  Pleaiurein  his  Eyes. 
6  Our  Lord  into  his  Garden  romes, 

Weil  pleas'd  to  fniell  our  poor  Perfumes',, 

And  calls  us  to  a  Feail  divine, 

Sweeter  than  Honsy,  Milk,  or  yi\i\e,. 
f  Eat  of  the  Tree  of  Life,  my  FrieJidsy 

*The  ?A,ffings  that  iny  Father  fends  j 

You*'  Tafiejhallaltmy  Dainties  proves 

Ajfd  drink  Abundance  of  my  Lo-ue. 
%  Jefus,  we  will  frequent  thy  Board, 

And  fing  the  Bounties  of  our  Lord,. 

But  the  rich  Food,  on  which  welivCp. 

Demands  more  Praife  than  Tongue  can  give. 

C  6'  LXXV. . 


^6  UTMNS  and  E.  I. 

LXXV.  Thi  Defaiption  of  Chrift  the  Belo'ved,  Sol. 
Song  V.  9,  10,  II,  12,  14,  15,  16. 

1   '*§^  H  E  u'ond'ring  World  enquires  to  know 
Mi       Why  I  (bould  iove  vny  Jefus  fa  : 
H' hat  are  his  Charms,  fay  they,  above 
The  ObjeSis  of  a  mortal  Lo've  ? 
_z  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  Sight 

S!.evvs  a  fweet  Mixture,  Rtd  and  White, 
All  human  Beauties,  all  Divine, 
In  my  Beloved  meet- and  ihiae. 
3  While  is  his  Sou],  from  Blemifli  free; 
Red  witiv  the  Blood  he  (hed  for  me  j 
The  faireflof  Ten  Thoufand  Fairs; 
A  Sun  amongfl  Ten  Thoufand  Stars. 
[4  His  Head  the  fineft  Geld  excels, 
There  Wifdom  in  Perfeftion  dwells ; 
And  Glory  like  a  Crown  adorns 
Thofe  Temples  once  befet  with  Thorns. 
5  Companions  in  his  Heart  are  found, 
Hard  by  tiie  Signals  of  his  W^ound  ; 
His  facred  Side  no  more  ^hall  bear 
The  cruel  Scourge,  the  piercing  Spear.] 
[6  His  Hands  are  fairer  to  behold, 

Than  Diamonds  fet  in  Rings  ^f  -Gold  ; 
Thofe  ht-av'niy  Hands  that  on  tke  Tree 
Were  naird/  and  torn,  and  bled  for  iJle. 
7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  Knees,    ., 
Loaded  with  Sins  and  Agonies, 
Mow  on  the  Throne  of  his  Command, 
His  Legs  hke  Marble  Pillars  ftand.] 
[8  His  Eyes  are  Majefty  and  Love, 

The  Eagle  tempered  with  the  Dove  ;  '] 

No  more  (hall  trickling  Sorrows  roll 
Through  thofe  dear  Wir^dows  of  his  Soul. 
9  His  Mouth  that  pourM  out  long  Complaints, 
-  Now  Imilep,  and  cheers  his  fainting  Saints  3 

His 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  47 

His  Coitntenance  more  graceful  is 

Than  Lebanon  with  aii  its  Trees, 
10  rCW  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 

Mull:  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ad.r'd  ; 

His  Wf)rth  if  all  the  Nations  knew, 
.    Sure  the  whole  Ear:h  wou'd  love  him  too. 

LXXVI.    Chrift  dT.veIis  hi  Hea--yen^  but  ^nfds  on 
Earthy   Scl.  Bong  vi.  i,  2,  3,  12. 


'\\ 


7" HEN  Strangers  ftand  and  hear  me  te:l 
.    /        What  Beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwJi; 
Where  he  is  gor.e  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  feek  and  love  him  too.  • 

a  My  belt  Beloved  kc^ps  his  Throne 
On  Hills  of  Light,  in  Worlds  unknown  j 
But  he  defcends,  and  (hows  his  Face 
In  the  young  Gardens  of  his  Grace. 

[3  In  Vineyards  planted  by  his  Hand, 
Where  fruitful  Trees  in  Order  ftand  ; 
He  feeds  among  the  fpiy  Beds, 

.  Where  Liliies  fhow  their  fpotlefs  Heads. 

4  He  has  engrofo'd,^y  warmefl  Love, 
No  eartiily  Charms  my  Soul  can  move  ; 
I  hav-e  a  Manfion  in  his  Heart, 

Nor  Peath*nor  Hell  Ihall make  lis  part.] 

5  He  talces  my  boul  e'er  Pm,  aware, 
♦And  Ihews  me  where  his  Glories  are. 

No  Chariot  of  Amir.adab 
The  heav'nJy  Raprure  can  defcribe. 
[6  O  may  ray  Spirit  d;uiy  riie 

On  Wings  of  Faith  above  the  Skies, 
Till  Death  ihali  make  my  lall  Remove, 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love, 


LXXVII, 


48  H  r  M  N  S    and  B,  i. 

LXXVII.  The  L')<ve  of  Chrid  to  the  Church,  in  bn 
Lair^ua^e  to  htr,  and  Pro-V'JIous  fgr  her^  Soj. 
Song  vii.  5,  6  9,  12,  13. 

1   "K/T  O  W  in  the  Gairiies  of  bis  Grace 
i^      Appeals  the  King,  and  thus  he  f.^ys  j 
Ho^v  fair  7Hy  SaiTiti  are  in  my  Sight ! 
My  Lc've,  honv  plecifar.t  J  or  Delight ! 

z  Kind  is  thy  Langurige,  Sc  v'reign.Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  Grace  in  evYy  VVerd  j 
From  that  dear  Mouxh  a  Stream  divine 
Flows  Tweeter  than  the  choiceft  Wine.  ' 

3  Such  wond'fous  Love  awr^kes  the  Lip 
"Of  Saints  that  weie  ahno^t  sfleep, 

To  fpeTik  the  Prailcs  ot"  thy  Naw-.e, 
And  makes  onr  cold  Aifedtions  fiame. 

4  Thefe  are  tiie  Toys  he  lets  us  know, 
In  Fields  and  Villages  belovvj 
Gives  us  a  Relifli  of  his  Love, 
But  keeps  his  nobleft  Feaft  above. 

5  In  Paradife,  within  the  Gstes, 
An  higher  Entei  tsinment  waits  j' 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  m  Store, 
Where  we  ftiall  feed,  but  thir/l  no  more. 

LXXVIIL  The  Strenr^ih  of  Chrift'j  Lo-vey  andthr 
Sours  JeaUufy  cf  her  oivn,  Sol.  Song  vjii,  5,  6, 

[i    \X7  ^^  O  is. this  fair  One  in  Diftrefs, 

VV       That  travels  from  the  Wildernefs  ? 

And  prefs'd  wiih  Sorrows,  and  with  Sins, 

On  her  beloved  Lord  Ihe  leans. 
>  This  is  the  Spcnfe  of  Chrift  our  God, 

Bought  with  the  Treafures  of  his  Bleed  : 

And  her  Requeft,  and  her  Complaint, 

Is  but  the  Voice  of  ev'ry  Saint.] 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  49 

3  ''  O  let  my  Name  engraven  Hand, 

^'  Both  on  thy  Heart,  and  on  thy  Hand  j 
*'  Seal  me  upon  thine  Arm,  and  wear 
**  That  Pledge,or  Love  for  ever  ihere. 

4  <■  Stronger  than  Death  thy  Love  is  known, 

*«  Which  Floods  of  Wrath  could  never  drown  \ 
"And  Hell  and  Ecirth  in  vain  combine 
"  To  quench  a  Fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  '•  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  Heart, 

"  Ltft  it  /hould  once  from  thee  depart  j 
*'  Then  let  thy  Name  be  well  impreft, 
*'  As  a  fail  Signet  on  my  Breali. 

6  "  Till  thou  bait  brought  me  to  thy  Home, 

*'  Where  Fears^nd  Dou'fts  can  never  come  j 
**  Thy  Counrnance  let  me  often  fee, 
"  And  often  thou  flialt  hear  from  me» 

7  **  Come,  ray  Beloved,  hafte  away, 

<'  Cut  fhcrt  the  Hours  of  shy  Delay  j 
*'  Fly  like  a  youthful  Hart  or  Roe 
"  Over  the  Hills  where  Spices  grow. 

LXXTX.  A  Morning  Hymfj,  Pfaln.fxix.  5,  8,  and 
Ixxiii.  24,   25. 

1  f^  OD  of  the  Morning,  at  whofe  Voice 
Vj     The  chearful  Sun  makes  Hafte  to  rife. 
And  like  a  Giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  Journey  through  the  Skies. 

2  From  the  fair  Chambers  of  the  Eaji 
The  Circuit  of  his  Race  begins-, 
And,  without  Wearinefs  or  Relr, 
Round  the  whole  Earth  he  flies  and  (hines. 

3  O,  like  the  Sim,  May  I  fulfil 
Th'  appointed  Duties  of  the  Day, 
With  ready  Mind  and  a6five  Will 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heav'nly  Way, 

[4  But  I  (hall  rove  and  lofe  the  Race, 
if  God,  my  Sun,  fhould  difappear, 

ARd 


50  HYMNS   and  _.     B< T. 

And.  leave  rne  in  the  World's  wild  Maze, 
To  follow  ev'ry  wand'ring  Star. 
5  Lord,  tby  Commands  are  clean  and  pure. 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  Eyes ; 
Thy  Threat'nings  jufl",  thy  Promife  fure. 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife.] 

5  Give  me  thy  Counfel  for  my  Guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  Blifs  j" 
Ail  my  Defires  and  Hopes  befide     - 
Are  faint,  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 

LXXX.   An  E'vening  IJywn,  Pfalm  iv.   8,  and  iii. 
5,   6,  and  cxliii.  8. 

I   ^'T^  H  U  S  far  the  Lord  has  led  m.e  on, 

J.       Thus  far  his  Pow'r  prolongs  my  Days, 
And  ev'ry  Evening  (liall  make  known 
Some  frefli  N^morial  of  his  Grace. 

2,  Much  of  my  Time  has  run  to  walle, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  Home  j 
But  he  forgives  my  Follies  paft, 
He  gives  nie  S^trength  for  Days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  Body  down  to  Sleep, 
Vf^zt  is  the  Pillow  for  my  Head  j 
Wiiile  well-appointed  Angels  keep 
Their  watchful  Starions  round  my  Bed. 

4  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Earth  or  Hell, 
Tell  m.e  a  tho'ifand  frightful  Things, 
My  God  in  Sfafety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  his  Wings. 

[5  Faith  in  his  Name  forbids  my  Fear; 
O  may  thy  Prefence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  Morning  make  me  heir 
The  Love  and  Kindnefs  of  thy  Heart. 

6  Thus  when  the  Night  of  Death  fliall  come. 
My  Flefh  (hall  reft  beneath  the  Ground, 
And  wait  tiiy  Voice  to  roufe  my  Tomb,  { 
With  fweet  Salvation  in  the  Sound.] 

LXXXI. 


B.  I.  .    Spiritual    SONGS.  51 

LXXXI.    J  Son^  for  Morning  or  E'vening^  Lam. 
ill.  23.  Ifa.  xlv,  7. 
Y  God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  Love  ! 
^  ,  ^     Thy  G^fts  are  ev'ry  Ev'ning  new  : 
And  Morning  Merciesj  from  above, 
Gently  diftil  Tike  early  Dew. 

%  Thou  fpread'it  the  Curtains  of  the  Night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  Sleeping  Hours ; 
Thy  Sov'reign  Word  reftores  the  Ligiit, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowzy  Pow'j  s. 

3  1  yield  my  Pow'rsto  thy  Command, 
To  thee  I  confecrate  my  Days  : 
Perpetual  Bleflings  fi'om  thine  Hand 
Demand  perpetual  Sono s  of  Praife, 

LXXXII.  Gcdfar  ahcve  Creatures \  or,  Man  njain' 

and  mortal.  Job  iv.  i7---ai, 
1   Q  H  A  LL  the  vile  Race  of  Flefh  and  Blood, 

O     Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 

Shall  mortal  Worms  prefume  to  be 

More  Holy,  Wife,  or  Jjft  than  He  ? 
a  Behold,  lie  puts  his  Truft  in  none 

Of  ail  the  Spirits  round  his  Throne  ; 

Their  Natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 

Are  neither  Holy,  Jud,  nor  Wife. 
.  3  But  how  much  meaner  Things  are  they 

Who  fpring  from  Duft,  and  dwell  in  Clay  I 

Touched  by  the  Fingers  of  thy  Wrath, 

We  faint  and  vaniflrlike  the  Moth. 
4.  From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Night, 

W^e  die  by  Thoufands  in  thy  Sight} 

Eury'd  in  Duft  whole  Nations  lie 

Like  a  forgotten  Vanity. 
5  Almighty  Pow'r,  tc  Thee  we  bow; 

Kc  w  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  Thou  ! 
^  No  morethe  Sons  of  Earth  fhali  dare 

Wi:h  an  eternal  God  compare. 

LXXXilL 


52  HY  M  N  S    and  B.  I. 

LXXXIII.  Aj^icllom  and  Death  under  Providence^ 
Job  V.   6,  7,  8. 

O  T  from  the  Duft  Affliaion  grows, 
Nor  Troubles  i  ife  by  Chance  ; 
Ytt  \^e  are  born  to  Cares  and  Woes, 
A  fad  Ii.heritance  ! 
1  As  Sparks  break  out  from  burning  Coals, 
And  ftill  are  upwards  borne  j 
So  Grief  is  rooted  in  our  Souls, 
,  And  Man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  Caufe, 

And  truft  his  promised  Grace  ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  Laws 
Of  Love  and  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Not  all  the  Pains  that  e'er  1  bore 

Shall  fpoil  myJuture  Peace, 
For  Death  and  Hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  xny  Father  pleafe. 

LXXXIV.    SaI'vation,  Righteoufnefs y  and  Strength 
in  Cbrift,  ifa.  xlv.  21---Z5 

J    <y£//or^// (peaks,  let  J/rV  hear, 
J^     Let  all  the  Earth  rejoice  and  fear, 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  SovVeign  Honours  and  his  Names. 

»  **  I  am  the  Laft,   and  I  the  Firft, 

"  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  Juft ; 
"  There's  none  btfide  pretends  to  ihew 
*'  Such  JulVice  and  Salvation  too 

[3  "Ye  that  in  Shades  of  Darknefs  dwell, 
*'  Juft  on  the  Verge  of  Death  and  Hell, 
**  Look  up  to  me  from  diftant  Lands, 
*<  Light,  Life  and  Heav'n,  are  in  my  Hands. 

4  *'  I  by  m.y  holy  Name  have  fv^orn, 
*'  Nor  ftiall  the  Word  in  vain  return  } 


B.  I.  Spiritual   SONGS.  53 

*'  To  me  fhall  ail  Things  bend  the  Knee, 
"  And  ev'ry  Tongue  fhall  fwear  to  me,] 

5  **  In  me  alone,  fhall  Men  confers, 
"  Lies  all  their  Strength  and  Righteourflefs  : 
"  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  Name, 
*'  1 11  clothe  them  with  eternal  Shame. 

6  "  In  me  the  Lord,  fliaH  ail  the  Seed 
"  Of  //rV/  from  their  Sins  be  freed, 
"  And  by  their  fhining  Graces  prove 

"  Their  IntVeft  in  my  pard'ning  Love, 

LXXXV.  The  fame. 

1  ^T^HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

\.      His  Godhead  from  his  Throne, 
Mercy  and  Juftice  are  the  Names 
By  ivhich  I  ^will  be  kno^wn, 

2  Te  dying  Souls  that  Jit 

In  Darknefs  and  Dijirefs^  — 

Look  from  the  Borders  of  the  Pit 
To  my  reco'v''ring  Grace. 

3  Sinners  (hail  hear  the  Sound  ; 

Their  thankfulTongues  fhall  own, 
Our  Right eoufnefs  and  Strength  is  found 
In  Thee,  the  Lord  alone. 

4  In  Thee  fhall  //rV/trufl, 

And  fee  their  Guilt  forgiv'n  jt 

God  will  pronounce  the  Sinners  juft, 

Awd  take  the  Saints  to  Heav'n. 


LXXXVL    God  Holy,  Juff,  =end  SQ^ereign,   Job 
ix.  2—10. 

3    TJ  O  W  A'oiitd  the  Sons  of  Adam's  Race 
,Oi.     Be  pure  before  their  Gcd? 
U  he  contend  in  Righteoufnefs, 
.^  We  fall  beneath  his  Rod. 

a  To 


54.  H  Y  M  N  S    and  B,  I. 

2  To  vindicate  my  Words  and  Thoughts,    ■ 

ril  make  nvO  more  Pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thonfand  Faults 
Can  htiir  a  jufi:  Defence. 

3  Strongishis  Arm,  his  Heart  is  wife  j 

V/hat  vain  Prefumers  dare 
Againlt  their  Maker's  Hand  to  rife, 

Or  tempt  th'  unequal  War? 
[4  Mountains,  by  his  Almighty  Wrath, 

From  thtjr  old  Seats  are  torn  ;  •     — 
He  (hakes  the  Earth  from  South  to  North, 

And  all  her  Pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  Sun  forbear  to  rife, 

Th'  obedient  Sun  forbears  j 
His  Hand  with  Sackcloth  fpreads  the  Skies, 
And  feals  up  all  the  Stars.     .  ' 

6  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  Sea  j 

Flies  on  the  ftormy  Wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wond'rous  Way, 
Or  his  dark  I^ootfteps  find. 

LXXXVII.  God  dnvelh  nvhh  the  humble  and  Peni- 
tent, Ifa.  Ivii.  15,  16. 


rpHU 


S'  fiith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
*  I  fit^pon  my  holy  Throne  j 
^ame  fic 


**  My  Name  ff  God,  I  dVvell  on  high  j 
**  Dwell  in  my  own  Eternity. 
"  But  I  defcend  to  Worlds  below, 
'<  On  Earth  I  havi^  Manfion  too  j 
*'  The  humble  SpWit  and  contrite 
*'  Is  an  Abode  of  my  Delight.  '■> 

*'  The  humble  Soul  my  Words  revive, 
"  I  bid  the  mourning  Sinner  live ; 
'<  Heal  al'  the  broken  Hearts  I  find, 
*'  And  eafe  the  Sorrows  pf  the  Mind. 

4  f«  When 


B.  I.  Spiritual    S  0  N  G  S,  55 

4.  "  When  f  contend  agaijilt  their  Sin, 

'*  rii  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been^ 

*'  But  fhculd  my  Wrath  for  ever  fmoke, 

**  Their  Soii^ls  would  link  beneath  my  Stroke.' 

5  O  may  ihy  pard'ning  Grace  be  nigh. 
Left  we  (hould  faint,  defpair  and  die  ! 
Thus  fhall  our  better  Thoughts  approve 
The  Methods  of  thy  chait'ning  Love. 

LXX  XVIir .  L  ife  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hcpe, 
Ecclef.  ix.  4,  5,  6j  10. 

1   T      I  F  E  is  theTime  to  ferve  theLotd, 
I    y     The  Time  t'  infure  the  great  Reward  j 
And  while  the  Lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  viieft  Sinner  may  return. 

[a  Life  is  the  Hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  Tcape  fiom  Hell,  and  fly  toHeav'n  j' 
The  Day  of  Grace,  and  Mortals  may 
Secure  the  Blellings  of  the  Day.] 

3  The  Living  know  that  they  muft  die. 
But  all  the  Dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  Mem'ry  and  their  Senfe  is  gone^, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

[4  Their  Hatred  and  their  Love  is  loff. 
Their  Envy  buried  in  the  Duft  5 
They  have  no  Share  in  all  thaCs  done 
Beneath  the  Circuit  of  the  Sot.] 

5  Then  what  my  Thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  Hands  with  all  your  Might  purfue. 
Since  no  Device,  nor  Work  is  found, 

Noi-  Faith,  nor  Hope,  b^ieath  the  Ground, 

6  There  are  no  Afts  of  Pardon  paft  -' 
In  the  cold  Grave  to  which  we  hafte  ; 

But  Darknefs,  Death,  and  long  Defpair, 
Reign  in  eternal  Silence  there. 

'  '  LXXXIX. 


,5  H  r  M  N  S    ami  B.  I.; 

LXXXiX.  Tpulha/id  Judgment,  Eccl.  xi.   9'* 

VE  Sons  of  AJm,  vain  ?.nd  youn^ 
fndul e  your  Eyes,  indulge  your  Tongue, 

»K>-'^::>rK^4qon,s  and  Wine, 

?'d  from  on  high  beholds  your  Thoughts, 
'  2     Rook  Records  your  fecret  Faults; 
^'he  works  rf  Parknefs    you  have  done, 
Muft  all  appear  before  the  Sun. 

feL>?o^Mt:^ra'orfJ^"' 

A  mighty  God,  -urn  ofF.their  Eye. 
5  ^      Vv,7fe  alluring  Vanities, 
i^Tlet  Ue  Thunfer  of  thy  Word, 
Awake  their  souls  to  (ear  the  Lord. 

XC.  Tie  fame. 


'L 


O  the  young  Tribes  of  Adam  nk, 
..    And  through  all  Nature  rove, 

V^m  the  Wilhes  of  their  Eyes, 
And  tafte  the  Joys  they  love 

.  They  give  a  Loofe  to  wild  Defires  j 
inlkt  the  Sinners  know 
The  ft  ia  Account  that  God  requires 

Of  alllhe  Works  they  do. 
The  ludge  prepare,  his  Throne  on  high, 
^  ^The  frighted  Earth  and  Seas 
Avoid  the  Fury  of  his  Eye, 
^  And  flee  before  his  Face.  ^  ^^^ 


B.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  ^7    - 

4.  How  (hall  I  bear  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  ftand  the  fiery  Teft  ? .. 
I  give  all  mortal  Joys  away, 
To  be  for  ever  bleft.  - 

XCI.  Ad^uice  to  Youth  ;  or,  Old  Age  and  Death  in  an 
unconvert'd  Stale,  Eccl.  xii.   i,  7,  Ifa.  Ixv.  ao. 

1   "KTOW,  in  the  Heat  of  youthful  Blood, 
X.^     -Remember  your  Creator  God  ; 
Behold  the  Months  comehaft'ning  on, 
When  you  fhall  fay,  My  Joys  are  gone, 

a  Behold,  the  aged  Sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  Guilt  and  heavy  Woes, 
Down  to  the  Regions  of  tlje  Dead, 
With  endlefs  Curfes  on  his  Head. 

3  The  Dull  returns  to  Duft  again  ; 
The  Soul,  in  Agonies  of  Pain, 
Afcends  to  God,  not  there  to  _d well. 
But  bears  her  Doom,  and  finks  to  Hell. 
x  4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  Name, 
Teach  me  to  know  bow  frail  lam  j 
And  when  my  Soul  muft  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  Manfion  in  thy  Love. 

XCIL  Chrift  the  Wifdom  o/God,  Prov.  viii.  i, 
22— -32, 

1  Q  HALL  Wifdom  cry  aloud, 
i3     And  not  her  Speech  be  heard  ? 
The  Voice  of  Ciod's  eternal  Word, 
Deferves  it  no  Regard  ? 
a  *'  I  was  his  chief  Delight, 
*'  His  everlafting  Son, 
'«  Before  the  firft  of  all  his  Workc, 
*•  Creatien,  was  begun. 
£3  "  Before  the  flying  Clouds, 
^'  Before  the  folid  Land, 
*  ♦•  Before 


58  HX  M  N  S  and  B.  L 

*'  Before  the  F'ields,  before  the  Flood, 
"  I  dwelt  at  liis  Right  Hand. 

4  "  When  he  adorn'd  the  Skies, 

*'  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
"  To  order  witen  the  Sun  Ihould  rife, 
*'  Ajid  marfhal  ev'ry  Star. 

5  **  When  he  pour'd  out  the  Sea, 

"  And  fpread  the  flowing  Dt&^y 
"  I  gave  the  Flood  a  firm  Decree  , 

"  In  its  owB  Bounds  to  keep,] 

6  <'  Upon  the  empty  Air 

*'  Th5  Earth  vvhs  ballanc'd  well; 

**  With  Joy  1  faw  the  Manfjon  where 

"  The  Sons  oi  Men  (hould  dwell. 

7  ''  My  bufy  Th©iights  at  firft 

"  On  their  Solvation  ran, 
*'  E'er  Sin  was  born,  or  Adani^  Duft 
"  Was  fafhioa'd  to  a  Man. 

8  '*  Then  come,  receive  my  Grace, 

"  Ye  Children,  and  be  wife  ;^  ^ 

"  Happy  the  Man  that  keeps  my  Ways,      -^ 
"  The  Man  that  fhans  them  dies. 

XCIII.  Chrift,  or  Wifdom,  obefd  or  refi/led,  Prov. 
viii."  34,  35>  3^.  '' 

X  ^T^  H  U  S  faith  the  Wi(dom  of  the  Lord,  - 
JL    *'Blefs'd  is  the  Man  that  hears  my  Word} 
*'  Keeps  daily  Watch  before  my  Gates, 
*'  And  at  my  Feet  for  Mercy  waits. 

»  "  The  Soul  that  feeks  me  fhall  obrain 
**  Immortal  Wealth  and  heav'nly  Gain  j 
*'  Immortal  Life  is  his  Reward, 
*'  Life,  and  the  Favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  "  But  the  vile  Wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
*'  Doth  bis  own  Soul  an  Injury  j 
*'  Fools  that  agJfinft  ray  Grace  rebel 
"  Seek  Death,  and  love  the  Road  to  Hell. 

3fiCIV. 


B.  I.  spiritual   SONGS,  5^ 

XCIV.    'purification  by  faith,  not  hy  Works ;    6r, 
The  La'w  condenms,  Grace  Jufiifies.    Rom,  iii. 

19  — -2Z. 

1  "Y  T  A I N  are  the  Hopes  the  Sons  of  Men 

V       On  their  own  Works  have  burltj 
Their  Hearts  by  Nature  all  unclean. 
And  all  tkeir  A6lions  Guilt, 
a  Let  JenAj  and  Gentile  flop  their  Moii^hs^ 
Without  a  murm'ring  Word, 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Ad:::m  (land 
Guilty  before  the  Lord 
3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  Law 
To  jullify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemns 
Is  all  the  Law  can  do. 
4.  Jefus,  howgl-orious  is  thy  Grace. 
Vf  hen  in'thy  Name  we  truft  ! 
Our  Faith  receives  a  Righteoufnefs 
That  makes  the  Sinner  juft. 

XCV.  Regeneration,  John  i.  13,  and  iii.  3,  &c, 

2  ""^TOT  all  the  outw?rd  Forms  on  Earthy 
i.^      Nor  Rites  that  God  hss  giv'n, 

Nor  WilLof  Man,  nor  Blood,  nor  Birtly 
Can  raife  a  Soul  to  Heav'n,  ' 

a  The  Sovereign  Will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  Heirs  of  Grace  ; 

Born  in  the  Image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  Race. 

3  The  Spirit  like  feme  heav'niy  Wind 

Blows  on  the  Sons  of  Flefh, 

-  New-n-vodels  all  the  carnal  Mind, 

And  forms  the  Man  nfrefh. 

4  Our  quicken'd  Souls  awake,  and  rife 

From  the  long  Sleep  of  Death  x 

O"  heav'nly  Things  we  ftx  our  E}ts, 

And  Praife  employs  our  Breath, 

D  XCVL 


6o  HYMNS   end  B,  I. 

XCVI.  Eleiiion  iXcludesBvafiuigy  i  Cor.  i.  i6--2i. 

1   Xy  U  T  few  among  the  carnal  Wife, 
J3     But  fcA  of  noble  Race, 
Obtain  the  Favour  of  thine  Eye?, 
Almighty  King  of  Grace. 
%  He  takes  the  Men  oF  m  aneft  Name, 
For  Sons  and  Heirs  of  God  : 
And  rhus  he  pours  abundant  Shame 
On  honourable  Blood. 

3  He  calls  the  Fool,  and  makes  him  know 

The  Myft'ries  of  his  Grace, 
To  bring  afpiring  Wifdom  low, 
And  all  its  Pride  abafe. 

4  Nature  has  all  its  Glories  loft, 

When  brought  before  his  Throne; 
No  Flefh  fhall  in  his  Prefence  boaft, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

XCVII.  Cbrift  cur  Wifdom,   Right eoufnefs,  &c.. 
1  Cor.  i.  30, 

3   "O  URY'D  in  Shadows  of  the  Night, 
J3     We  lie  till  Chriji  reftores  the  Light  j 
Wifdom  iiefcends  to  heal  the  Blind, 
And  ckafe  the  Daiknefs  of  the  Mind. 

a  Our  guilty  Souls  are  drown'd  in  TearSj 
Till  his  atoi.ing  Blood  appears ; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  Dlllrefs, 
And  fing,  The  Lord  cur  Right eoitfnefs* 

3  Our  very  Frame  is  mix'd  with  Sin, 
His  Spirit  makes  our  Natures  clean  j 
Such  Virtues  from  his  Suff'rings  fl6w, 
At  once  to  cleanfe  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jefus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns. 
Binding  his  Sbves  in  heavy  Chains  j 
He  fets  the  Prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  Iron  Bondage  from  our  Necks. 

5  Poof 


B.  I.  Spiritual    S  O  1/  G  ^,  6i 

5  Poor  helplefs  Worms  in  Thee  polTefs 
Grace,  Wifdom,  Pow'r,  and  Kighteoufnefs  j 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 
Give  our  whole  felves,  O  Lord,  to  Thee, 

XCVIII.  The  fame, 

1  TT  O  W  heavy  is  the  Night 
Xjl     That  hangs  upon  cur  Eyes^ 
Till  Chrtjiy  with  his  leviving  Light, 
Over  our  Souls  arife  ! 
a  Our  guilty  Spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  Wrath  of  Heav'B^ 
But  in  hio  Righteoufnefs  array'd^, 
We  fee  our  Sins  forgiv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  Ihoughts  snd  Ways, 
His  Hand?  ififefied  Nature  cure 
With  finiiifying  Grace. 

4  The  Pow'rs  of  Hell  agree 

"i  o  hold  cur  Souls  in  vain  } 
He  fets  the  Sons  of  Bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  curfed  Chain, 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  Ways 

To  b.  ing  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  Sov'reigfl  Pow'r,  thy  healing  Grace, 
And  thine  atoning  Blood. 

XCIX.  Stones  made  Children  ff/* Abraham;  or, 
Grace  not  conveyed  by  religious  Parents,  Matt, 
iii.  9. 

8  "^  r  A I N  are  the  Hopes  that  Rebels  place 
V       Upon  their  Bi;th  and  Blood, 
Defcended  from  a  pious  Race  j 
(Their  Fathers  now  with  God.) 
«  He  from  the  Caves  of  Earth  and  Kell 
Cin  take  the  hardeft  Stques,    • 

D  s  And 


6z  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

And  fill  the  Houfe  of  Abr'amwtW 

With  new-cj-eated  Sons.  _ 

3  Such  wond'rous  Pow'rdoth  he  pofTcfs, 
Who  form'd  our  mortal  Frame, 
Wlio  caird  the  World  from  Emptinefs, 
The  World  obeyed  and  came, 
C.    Btlie've  and  be  faved,  John  iiK  \(,,  17,  18. 
^T  O  T  to  condemn  the  Sonsot  Mtn, 
Did  CbriJ}  the  Son  of  God  appear  j 
No  Weapons  in  his  Hands  are  feen, 
No  flaming  Sword,  nor  Thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  Pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  Race  of  Man  fo  well. 
He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  Load, 

Of  Sins,  and  fave  our  SluIs  from  Hell. 

3  Sinners  believe  the  Saviour's  Word,  ''■ 
Truft  in  his  mighty  Nsme,  and  live  j 

A  thoufand  Joys  his  Lips  afford, 
H';s  H  .nds  a  thoufand  Bleflihgs  give, 

4  But  Vengeance  and  Damnation  lies 
On  Rebels  who  refufe  the  Grace  5 
Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife, 
The  hot. eft  Hell  (hall  be  their  Place, 

CI.  Joy  in  Hea'ven,  for  a  repenting  Sinner^  Liike 
XV.  7,   10. 

1  "\yC  7"  HO  can  uefcribe  the  Joys  that  rife; 
VV      Through  alt  the  Courts  ^*f  Paradife, 
To  fee  a  Poid'gal  return, 
To  fee  an  Heir  of  Glory  born  ? 

a  With  Joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  Fruit  cf  his  eternal  Love  j 
The  Son  with  Joy  looks  down  and  fees 
The  Purchafe  of  his  Agonies. 

3  The  f'piiit  takes  Delight  to  view 
The  holy  Soul  he  form'd  anew  j  ^ 

Thr;  Saints  and  Angels  join  tb  fing 
The  growing  Empire  of  their  KJAg. 

ca. 


B.  I.  spiritual  SONGS. 

C!I.  The  Beatitudes,  Matt.  v.  3----2. 

[ J    Q  LE S T  are  the  humble  Souls  thai  fee 
J3     Their  Emptipefs  ar-d  Poverty  ; 
Treafnres  of  Grsce  to    'rxm  are  giv'n. 
And  Crowns  of  Joy  laid  op  in  Heaven.] 

[2  Bled  are  tt^^  Men  of  broken  Heart, 
Who  rnourn  for  Sin  with  inward  Srr.art  j 
The  Blood  of  Chrtjl  divinely  flows 
A  healing  Balm  for  all  their  Woes,] 

[3  Bleft  are  the  Meek,  who  ftand  afar 
Froni  Rage  and  Paffion,  Noife  and  Warj 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  State, 
And  plead  their  Caufe  againft  the  Great.] 

[4.  Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  thirft  for  Grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  Kighteoufnefs  j 
They  fhall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Streams  and  living  Bread.] 

[5  Bleft  are  the  Men  whofe  Bowels  move/ 
And  melt  vvi.h  Sympathy  and  Love  ; 
From  Chrijl  the  Lord  ftiall  they  obtain 
Like  Sympathy  and  Love  again.] 

[6  Bleft  are  the  Pure,  whofe  Hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  Pow  rs  of  Sin  ^ 
With  endlefs  Pieafure  they  ihall  fee 
A  God  of  fpctlefs  Purity.] 

[7  Bieft  are  the  Men  of  peacef\al  Life, 

Who  quench  the'  Coals  of  growing-  Strife  ; 
They  fhall  be  call'd  the  Heirs  c.{  Biiis, 
The  Sons  of  God,  the  God  of  Feace.] 

[8  Blcfl  are  the  Suft'rers  who  partake 
Of  Pain  and  Shame  Tor  Jefui''  Sake, 
Their  Souls  <ha!l  triumph  in  the  Lord^ 
Glory  ajid  Joy  are  their  Reward.] 


CIij 


).  HYMNSand  B.  I. 

CIIL  Not  a/hamedof  the  Go/pel,  z  Tim.  i  la. 

'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
Or  to  defend  his  Caufe, 
Maintain  the  Honour  of  his  Word, 
The  Glory  of  his  Crofs. 
a  JifuJ,  my  God  ;  I  know  his  Name, 
His  Name  is  all  ray  Truft; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  b'oul  to  bhame. 
Nor  let  my  Hope  be  loH:. 

3  Firm  as  his  Throne  his  Promife  ftands, 

And  he  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  Hands, 
Till  the  decifive  Hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  Name 

Before  his  Father's  Face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerufalem 
Appoint  my  Soul  a  Place. 

CIV.  A  State  tf  Nature  and  Grace^  \  C*r.  vj. 

10,    11. 

J   l^T  O  T  the  Malicious  or  Profane, 
JlN      The  Wanton  or  the  Proud, 
Nor  Tliieves,  nor  Sland'rers  fnall  obtain 
The  Kingdom  of  our  God. 
3  Surpriilng  Grace!  And  fuch  weie  we 
Sy  Niture  and  by  Sin, 
Heirs  of  immortal  Mifer}', 
Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  Bat  we  are  w-rti'd  in  Jefus"  Blood, 

\\  e  're  paidon'd  through  Ins  Name; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  finftifyM  our  Frame. 

4  O  for  a  perfevering  Pow'r 

To  keep  thy  jolt  Commands  ! 
We  would  dtfile  our  Hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  Hands. 

^  CV. 


B.  L  Spiritual  SONGS,  65 

CV.  Heaven  in'vifi''le  and  holy^  i  Cor.  ii.  9,  10. 
Rev.  xxi    27. 

1  ^7  OR  Eye  has  feen,  nor  Ear  has  heard^ 
j..^      Nor  Senfe  nor  Reafon  known, 
What  Joys  the  Father  has  prepared 

For  thole  that  iove  the  Son. 

2  But  the  gocd  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  Heav'n  to  come  ; 
The  Beams  of  Glory  in  his  Word 
Allure  and  guide  us  Home. 

3  Pure  are  the  Joys  above  the  Sky, 

And  all  tke  Region  Peace  j 
No  wanton  Lips^  nor  envious  Eye,  , 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  Blifs, 
4,  ThoCe  holy  Gates  for  ever  bar 
Poilution,  Sin,  and  Shame  ; 
None  fhail  obtain  Admittance  there. 
But  Foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 
5  He  keeps  the  Father's  Book  of  Life, 
There  all  their  Names  are  found  j 
The  Hypocrite  in  vain  fhail  ftrive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  Ground. 

CVI.    Dead  to  Sin  by  the  Crofs  of  Chrift,  Rom. 

vi.    I,  2,  6, 
X  C»  H  AL  L  we  go  on  to  fin, 
O     Becaufe  thy  Grace  abounds. 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  ngain, 
And  open  all  his  Wounds? 
a  Fo^'^^vd  it,  mighty  God  ; 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 
That  we    j\'hofe  Sins  are  crucify'd, 
Should  raife  tiiem  from  the  Dead. 
3  We  will  be  Slaves  no  more, 
Since  (.kriji  'h?.s  made  us  free, 
Has  nail'd  our  Tyrants  to  his  Crofs^ 
And  bought  our  Liberty, 

D  4  CVLl 


€6  HTM  //  S    arui  B.  f 

CVII.  TheFa^l  and  Kt co-very  of  Man -y  or,  Chrift 
a'dS:'<t7\n  at  Enmllyj  Gen.  iii.  i,  ir,  17.  Gal. 
iv.  4.  CoJ.  ii.  15. 

1    |">,ECErV'D  by  fubiil  Snai»es  of  Hell, 
J_/     ^^^jw,  our  Head,  ciu  Father  leJl, 
When  Satan,  in  the  Serpent  Iiid, 

.    Proposed  the  F'rair.  that  (Jod  foibid. 

z  Death  was  the  Threat'r.ing, ;  t)eath  began 
To  trike'PonefTion  of  fhe  Man  ; 
His  unborn  jRice  rt ceiv'd   the  Wound,' 
And  hea  vy-  G^irf^sfm* )t'e  the  Gro'uiK^'.  ', / 

3  But  5'fl/^2/7  fbu'nd  a  woj  le^^eward  ; 
Thus  fa^flv  the  Vengeance iof  the  Lord, 
Ltt  e<virlafiv:^  Hatred  he 

Eetivlxt  the  ivoman's  ^eed  and  Thei, 

4  The  Woman^s  Seed  jhall  be  my  Son^ 
He  Jhall  dejfroy  ivhat  thou  hajl  doney 
Shall  break  thy  Hi  ad,  and  07ily  feel 
Thy  M cilice  raging  at  his  Heel. 

[  ^  He  fp'ake  j  and  bid  Four  Thonfand  Years 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  his  Son  appears  : 
Angels  with  Joy  defcend  to  Earth, 
And  fing  the  yoang  Redeemer's  Birth. 

6  Lo,  by  the  Sens  of  Hell  he  dies  j 
Bur  as  he  hung. 'twixt  Earth  and  Skies, 
He  gave  their  PnnGe  a  fatal  Blow, 
And  triuraph'd  o'er  the  PowYa  below.] 

CVIII.  ChnOi  unfeen  and beh^oed,  1  Pet.  i.  8. 

1  IVT  ^  ^  with  our  mortal  Eyes 
X%i     Have  we:  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  hrs  Name, 

And  love  him  in  his  Word. 

2  On  Earth  we  want  the  Sight 

<3f  our  Redeemer's  Face, 


3.  r,  spiritual  SONGS.  Sj 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmoft  Thoughts  delight 
To  fiweil  upon  thy  Grace. 
3  And  when  we  tafte  thy  Love, 
Our  Joys  divinely  grow, 
Unfpeakable,  like  thofe  above. 
And  Heav'n  begins  below. 

CIX.  rhe  f'alue  of  Chrift,  and  his  Ri^hteoufnffs, 
Phil,  iii.  7,  8,  o. 

1  I^TO  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more 
i^      Ot  all  the'Duties  I  have  done  ; 

I  quit  the  Hopes  I  held  before 
To  truft  the  Merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  Love  I  bear  his  Name, 
What  was  my  Gain  I  count  my  Lofs ; 
My  former  Pride  I  call  my  Shame, 
And  nail  my  Glory  to  his  Crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  1  muft  and  will  efteem 
All  Things  but  Lofs  for  Jefus'  Sake  ; 
O  may  my  Soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  Righteoiifnefs  partake  1 

4  The  beft  Obedience  of  my  Hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  Throne, 
But  Faith  can  anfwer  thy  Demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

ex.  Death  and  immediate  Glory,  z  Cor.  v.  r,  5-- 8. 
I  fT^  H  E  R  E  is  a  Houfe  not  made  with  Hands, 
j[       Eternal,  and  on  high, 
And  here  my  Spirit  waiting  Hands, 
1  ill  God  (hall  bid  it  fly. 
i  Shortly  this  Prifon  of  my  Clay 
Mull  be  diflbiv'd  and  fall ; 
Then,  O  my  Soul,  with  Joy  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  Call. 
3  'Tis  He,  by  his  Almighty  Grace, 
That  forms  thee  fit  for  Heav'n, 

D  5  And 


48  H  r  M  N  S    end  B   1. 

And  as  an  Earneft-  of  the  Place 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  Vv^e  .walk  by  Faith  of  Joy?  to  come, 

Laith  lives  upon  his  VVord  ; 

But  while  the  Body  is  our  Honie, 

We're  abfent  frcm  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  Grace, 

But  we  had  rather  fee  j 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  Flefh, 
And  prefcnt,  Lord,  with  Thee, 

CXI.  Salvation  hj  Grace,  Titus  iii.   3---7- 

[i   T     OR  D,  we  ccnfefs  our  num'r^'us  Fault?, 
J._-/     How  great  our  Guilt  l-aj  been  ! 
FoOii/li  and  vain  were  all  our  Thoughts. 
And  all  our  Lives  were  Sin. 
a  Bur,  O  m.y  Soul,  for  ever  praife, 
For  ever  love  his  Name, 
Who  turns  thy  Feet  from  dang'rous  Ways, 
•  Of  Folly,  Sin,  andShrme.] 
[3  "'Tis  not  by  Works  of  Righteoufnefs, 
Which  our  own  Hands  have  done  ; 
Bur  v^e  are  fav'd  by  Sovereign  Giaee, 
Abounding  through  his  Son.] 

4  "Tis  from  the  Mercy  v{  our  God 

That  all  our  Hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  Wa'ter  and  the  Blcod 
Our  Souls  are  wafh'd  from  Sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  Furchafe  of  his  Death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  Tree, 
The  Spirit  is  Tent  do'^  n  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry  Bones  as  we. . 

6  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  we  live  anew  j 

And  juftify'd  by  Grace, 
We  fhall  appear  in  Glory  too, 
And  fee  u?ir  Father  s  Face . 

CXIL 


B.I.  Spirit ugI   SONGS,  6g 

CXII.   1'he  Brazen  Serpent  j  or.  Looking  to  J^fjs, 

3  John,  ver.  J4---16. 
I    ^  O  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  raifQ 
O     The  Brazen  Serpent  high; 
The  "Womided  ftit  immediate  Ea<e, 
The  Camp  forbore  to  die. 
a  Look  up^vard  in  tke  dying  Hour, 
And  ii-ve,  the  Proj^het  cries  j 
But  CbrtJ}  performs  a  nobler  Cure, 
When  Faith  iif'ts  up  her  Eyes, 

3  High  on  the  Crofs  the  Saviour  hung, 

High  on  the  Heav'ns  he  reigns; 
Heie  Sinne.s,  by  th'  old  b'eipeiit  itung, 
Lock,  and  forget  tlieir  rams. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 

A  dying  World  revives  ; 
The  J.njo  beholds  the  glc-rious  Hope, 
Til' expiring  G.;z/z7<?  lives. 

CXIII.  Abraham'j  Bleffing  on  the  Gentiles,  Gen. 

xvii.  7.  Rom    xv.  8.  Mark  x.  14. 
'    T  T  ^  W  large  the  Prcmife  !  how  Divine, 
jLjL     To  Abr'am  and  his  Seed  ! 
/'/'/  be  a  God  to  -Thee  and  Ihine, 
Supplying  all  their  Need. 
■   -2.  The  Words  ot  his  extenfive  Love 
FroDi  Age  to  Age  endure  ; 
TJie  Aagel  of  the  Cov'nant  proves. 
And  fcals  the  Bleffing  fare. 
»  3  J^f'^^  ^^^  ancient  Faith  confirms,      -         ^'"^ 
%         To  our  great  Fathers  giv^)  ;    ••  -->-  " 
\      He  takes  young  Children  to  his 'AFfhSj.ii- 
^         And  calls  the.ni  Heirs  of  Heav-n-.  '  ^-'--^ 
"4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  Wi^ys  f"^^' 
His  Love  endures  the  fame  j 
Nor  from  the  Promife  ofi  his  Grace  :    ; _ 
Blois  out  the  ChildrertVsvNr>me.  ;-,    '~fi 

D6   '.'    \  ■    (^iV. 


yj  H  T  M  U  S    ajTd  B/t. 

CXiV.  Ike  fame y  Rom.  xi.  it,  r-f. 
*■' 
1   r^ENriLEShy  Nature  we  belong 
^^     To  the  Wild  Clive  Wood  j 
Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  Tree, 
And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 
^  With  the  Inme  BleHings  Grace  endows 
The  Gentih  and  the  J^ai;; 
IF  pure  and  holy  be  the  Roof, 
Such  are  the  Branches  too. 
3  Then  let  the  Children  of  the  Saints 
Be  dedicate  to  God  ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  wafh  them  in  thy  Blood. 
4.  Thus  to  the  Parent?,  -xnd.  their  Seed, 
Shall  thy  Salvation  come. 
And  numrous  Houfnakis  meet  at  laft 
In  one  eternal  Home. 

CXV.    Cori'viaion  cf  Sin  h-^  the  Lam;  Rom.  vii 
S,  9,   14,  ^4-. 

J  T     ORD  how  fecure  my  Confcience  was, 

J /     And  felt  no  inward  Dread  ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  Law, 

And  thought  my  Sins  were  dead. 
a  My  Hopes  cf  Heav'n  were  firm  and  bright  j 
But  fince  the  Precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  Pow'r  and  Light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 
[3  My  Guilt  appeared  but  fmall  before. 
Till  terribly  I  faw 
How  Perfefl,  Holy,  Juft  and  Pure, 
Was  thine  eiernal  Law. 
4  Then  fcrlt  my  Soul  the  heavy  Load, 
My  Sins  revived  again. 


B.  I.  spiritual  SONG  S.  ji 

I  had  pi'ovok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  Hopes  v^ere  (lain.] 

5  I'm  like  a'helplefs  Captive  fbid, 

Under  the  PowY  of  Sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  Good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  Confcience  clean. 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  evYy  Breath 

For  ferae  kind  PcwV  to  fave. 
To  break  the  Yoke  of  Sin  and  Death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  Slave. 

€Xyi.    Lo've  to  God  and  our  Neighbour,    Matt, 
xii.  37—40- 

1  'T^H  US  faith  the  firfl",  the  great  Command, 
J.       "'-  Let  all  thy  inward  PowVs  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
^'  With  utmod  Vigour  and  Delight. 

a  "  Then  fhall  thy  Neighbour  next  in  Place 
"  Share  thine  AfFeftion  and  Efteem, 
"  And  let  thy  Kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
*<  Meafure  and  rule  thy  Love  to  him." 

5  This  is  tlve  Senfe  that  Mofes  fpoke, 
This  did  the  Prophets  preach  and  prove  j 
For  V/ant  of  this  the  Law  was  broke. 
And  the  whole  Law's  fulfill'd  by  Love. 

4  But  O  !  how  bafe  our  Paffions  are  ! 
How  cold  our  Charity  and  Zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  Souls  with  heav''nly  Fire, 
Or  we  (hall  ne'er  perform  thy  Will. 

CXVIL    EleSiion  So'uereign  and  Free,  Rom.  ix. 
21,  22,  23,  24. 

[r  TOEHOLD  the  Potter  and  the  Clay, 
JI>    He  forms  his  VeiTels  as  he  pleafe  : 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we  j 
The  Subjfi6ls  of  his  hi^h  Decrees. 

%  Doth 


,7^  H  Y  M  N  S   and  B.  L 

z  Doth  not  the  Woikman's  Powr  extend 
O'er  a!i  il»e  Mafs  ;  which  Part  to  choole, 
And  mouki  it  for  a  nobler  End, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  Ufe?] 

3  May  not  the  Scv'reign  Lord  en  high 
Diipenfe  his  Favours  as  he  will  5 
Choofe  fome  to  Life,  while  oihe-s  die, 
And  yet  be  Juft  and  gracious  itill  ? 

[4.  What  if  to  make  his  Terror  know^n, 
He  lets  his  Patience  long  endure, 
SufFYing  vile  Rebels  to  go  on, 
And  fcal  their  own  D  flruclion  lure  ?      ,  , 

5  What  if  he  means  to  fliow  his  Grace, 
And  his  electing  Love  employs 

To  mark  out  fome  of  mortal  Race, 
And  form  them  iit  for  heav-nly  Joys  r] 

6  Shall  Man  reply  agsinft  the  Lojd, 
And  call  his  T/laker's  Ways  unjuft, 
The  Thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  Word 
Can  crufli  a  thoufand  Worlds  to  Dull  ? 

7  But,  O  my  Soul,  if  Truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  bight, 
Yet  ftill  his  written  Will  obey, 

And  w.-iit  the  great  decifive  Day. 

8  Then  fliall  he  make  his  Jultice  known, 
And  the  whole  World  before  his  Thro.ie, 
With  Joy,  or  Terror,  (hall  confefs 

7  he  Glory  of  his  Righteoufnefs. 

CXVIIL  Mofes  and  Cbrift ;  or,  Sins  againji  the 
Laix)  and  Gofpel^  John  i.  17.  Heb.  iii.  3,  5,  6. 
and  X.  28,  29. 

I  'T^  H  E  Law  by  Mofe^  came, 

X       But  Peace,  and  Truth,  and  Love, 
.Were  bought  by  Chnji  (a  nobler  Name) 
%  Defcending  from  above. 
*  z  Amidll 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  73 

2  Amidft  the  Houfe  of  God 

Their  diffVent  Works  were  done  j 
Mofes  a  faithful  Servant  ftocd, 
Eut  Chrift  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  Commands 

Be  Itrifl  Obedience  paid  j 
O'er  all  his  Father's  Houfe  be  ftands 
The  Sov 'reign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  Man  that  durft  defpife 

The  Law  that  Mofr-s  brought  j 
Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
«t         For  his  prefumptuous  Fault. 

5  But  lorer  Vevigeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  R  =ce, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Je/uj  cal's. 
And  dare  refill  his  Grace. 

CXIX.   rhg  diferent  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel,  i  Cor. 
i.  23,  24.  2  Cor.  ii.  i6.  i  Cor.  iii.  6,  7. 

1  /^H R  ISr  and  his  Crofs is  all  our  Theme j 
^      i  he  Myft'ries  that  we  fpeak. 

Are  Scandal  in  the  Jeivs  Eftetm, 
And  Folly  to  ihe^Greek. 

2  But  Sonh  enlighten  d  from  above, 

With  Joy  receive  the  Word  ; 
They  fee  what  Wifdcm,  Pow'r,  and  Love, 
Shines  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  Savour  of  h's  Name 

Reftores  their  fainting  Breath  5 
But  Unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  Guilt,  Defpair,  and  Death. 

4  Till  God  difFufe  his  Giaces  down, 

Like  Show'rs  of  heav'niy  Rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  fows  the  Ground, 
And  Pavlmdiy  plant  in  vain. 

cxx. 


74-  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

C.XX.  Faith  of  Things  unften^  Keb.  xi.  i,  3,  8,  lo. 

1    irpAITH  is  the  brighteft  Evidence 
X^      OF  Thing?  beyond  our  Sight, 
Breaks  through  the  Clouds  cf  F!e(h  and  Senfe, 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  Light. 
1  It  fets  Times  pa/l  in  prefent  View, 
Brings  diftant  Propfe6ls  home, 
Of  Things  a  Thoufand  Years  ago. 
Or  1  houfand  Years  to  come. 

3  By  Faith  we  know  the  Woi  ids  were  made, 

By  Ged's  Almighty  Word  ; 
Ahr'arn^  to  unknown  Countries  led, 
By  Faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  fought  a  City  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  th'  eternal  Hands  ; 
And  Faith  aflures  us  though  we  die. 
That  heav"'nly  Building  Hands. 

CXXL  Children  devoted  to  God,  Gen,  xvii.  7,  10, 
Aftsxvi.  14,  15,  33. 

(For  thofe  tvho  pra£2ife  Infant  Baptifm.) 

1  f-p  H  U  S  faith  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord, 
J.       Ill  be  a  God  to  thee  } 
Vil  blefs  thy  nUnirous  Race,  and  they 
Shall  bf.  a  Seed  for  me- 
z  Jlbfam  believ'd  the  promised  Grace, 
And  gave  his  Sons  to  God  ; 
But  Water  feals  the  Bleffings  now, 
That  once  was  feal'd  with  Blood. 
3  Thus  Lydia  fanfiify'd  ^er  Houfe, 
When  (he  receiv'd  the  Word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  Goaler  gave 
His  Houfliol4d  to  th^  Lord. 

4  Thu 


/%  r.  spiritual    SONGS,  71 

4  Thus  later  JSaiijtS)  eternal  King-,. 
Thine  ancient  Truth  .embrace  5 
To  thee  their  Infant  Offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  toy  Grace. 

CXXll.'  Bdie'vers  buried  njuith  Chrift  in  Bafiijm, 
Rom.  vi.  3j  4,  &c. 

:    f"^0  we  not  know  thiat  fobmn  Word, 
.l_l     That  we  are  bwry'd  wvth  the  Lord  j 
Baptized  into  his, Deatii,  and  then 
Put  off  tlie  Body  of  our  Sin  ? 

a  Our  Souls  receive  diviner  Brea-tb, 
Kais'd  from  Corfupfion^  Guiitand  Pcailhj 
So  from  the  Gv^ve  did  Chrif!  arife. 
And  lives  to  G«d  above  the  Skies.. 

3  No  more  let  6in  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  Flefh  again  j 
The  various  Lufts  we  fervid  before, 
Shall  have  Dominion  now  no  more. 

CXXIII.  The  Repenting  Proaigal, 'Luke  %v.  13,  &C, 

I    UEHOLD  the  Wretch  whofe  Lull  and  V/ine 
i3     H -d  wafted  his  Eflate, 
He  begs  a  Share  ajfnongft  rhe  Swine, 
To  tafte  the  Ku&s  they  eat. 
a  /  die  njjiih  Hunger  here,  he  cries, 
ljiar<v^  in  joreign  Lands -y 
M}'  Fctbei'ls  Houft  kas'large  Sutpli-eSy 
Arid  bounteous  a'e  his  haudi 

3  I'll  gn,  andiK)ith  n  mQumful'^l'cngziSy 

FjAI  doHvn  bijore  Im  Face  5 
Fat  bur,  r<ve  done  thy  Jujiice  Wrong, 
A  or  can  difer-v^^  thy  Grace.  "'' 

4  He  fa'd,  and  hal^enM  to  his  Hc;r.-:. 

To  fed;  his  Father's  Lovt ; 
f      -  Th. 


76  HY  M  N  S   and  B.  I, 

The  Father  faw  the  Rebel  come. 
And  dW  his  Bowels  move. 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upc  n  his  Neck, 

t  m'^r.ic'd  and  kifs'd  his  Son  ; 
The  Rebel's  Heart  with  Sorrow  brake 
For  Follies  he  had  done. 

6  7ake  rff  hij  Clotba  of  Shame  and  Sin, 

(The  Father  gives  Command) 
Drffs  him  in  Garments  nvhite  and  clean, 
iVilh  Rings  adorn  his  Hand. 

7  A  Day  of  F easing  I  ordain, 

Lit  Mirth  and  Jty  abound  i 
My  Son  nvas  d'-ad,  and  li'ves  again, 
•Was  loji,  and  noiu  is  "found. 

CXXIV.    71>i  Firji  and  Second  Adam,  Rom.  V. 

1  2,    &-. 

1    Y\  E  E  P  in  the  Duft  before  thy  Throne, 
JL/     Our  Guilt  and  our  Difgrace  we  own  j 
Great  God  we  own  th'  uni-.appy  Name, 
Whence  fpiui^g  our  Nature,  and  our  Shame. 

a  Adam  the  Sinner  :  At  his  Fall 

Devith,  like  a  Conqu'ror,  feiz'd  us  all: 
A  Thoufand  new  born  Babes  are  dead, 
By  fatal  Union  to  their  Head. 

3  But  while  our  Spiii's    filPd  with  Awe, 
Behold  the  Terrors  of  the  Law ; 

We  firg  the  Honours  of  thy  Grace, 
That  fent  to  fave  our  ruin  d  Race;. 

4  We  fmg  thine  ev^rjafting  Son, 
Who  j  in'd  <.ur  Nature  to  his  own  j 
Adorn  the  Second,  from  the  Duft, 
RaifcN  the  Ruins  of  the  Fi«"ft. 

[5  By  the  Rehellion  of  one  Man, 
Through  ail  his  Seed  the  Mifchief  ran  j 
And  b,  one  Vian's  Obedience  now 
Are  all  his  Seed  made  righteous  too.] 

6  Wher< 


B.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  77 

6  Where  Sin  did  reign,  and  Death  abound  j 
There  have  the  Sons  of  Atiam  found 
Abounding  Life  ;  there  glorious  Grace 
Reigns  through  the  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs. 

CXXV.  ChriftV  Cotnpojfion  to  the  Weak  andrempt^ 

edy  Heb.  iv.  15,  16,  and  v.  7.  Matth.  xii.  20. 
s    WJ  ITH  J-y  we  meditate  the  Giace 
W       Of  our  Kigh-rriflt  above, 
His  Heart  is  made  of  Tendernefs, 
His  Bowels  melt  with  Love, 
s  Toiich'd  with  a  Sympathy  within. 
He  knows  our  feeble  Ft  annej 
He  knov^s  what  f  re  Temptations -meao. 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure. 

The  great  Redeemer  ftood, 
While  Satan's  fieiy  Darts  he  bore. 
And  did  refift  to  Blood. 

4  He  in  the  Da  s  of  feeble  Fk(h, 

Pc  ur'd  out  his  Cries  and  Tears, 
And  in  his  Mtafure  feels  afieOi 
What  evYy  Member  b'  ars. 
[5  He'li  never  quench  the  fmoaking  Flax, 
But  rsife  it  to  a  Fiame  j 
The  bruifed  Reed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  ficorns  -he  meaneft  Name.] 
6  Then  It  our  humble  Faith  addrefs 
His  Mercy  and  his  PowV, 
We  fiiall  obtain  lieliv'ring  Grace 
In  the  diftre/Ting  Hour. 

CXXVL  Charity  avd  Uncharltabknefs,  Rom  xiv. 

17.   19     I  Cor.  X.  32. 
t   "^T  O  T  diif  rent  Food,  cr  diff  rent  Drefs, 
X^      Compofe  ihe  Kingc'om  of  our  Lord, 
But  Peace,  and  Joy,  and  Figbteoufnefs, 
Faith  and  Obsdience  to  his  Word. 

ft  When 


78  HTM  N  S  and  B.  I. 

2  Wjhen- weaker  Chriftianswe  defpife. 
We  (ioihe  Gofpei  mighty  Wrong  j 
For  God  the  Gracious  and  the  VVife, 
Receives  the  Feeble  with  the. btrbng. 

3  Let  Piide  and  Wrath.be  baniih'd  hence, 
Mecknefs  and  Love  our  Souls  purfue  ] 
Nor  ll^all  our  Pracliice  s  ive  Offence. 

To  SaiiKs,  the  Genii//,  or  the  Jenvl. 

CXXVII.  ChriftV  InojUation  to  Simiers.-,  or,  Hu- 
T/iility  and Prid^ }  Matt.  xi.  28 -- 30. 

2  **  /^  O  ME  hither  ^if  ye  weary  Souls, 

VJ  ■  "'Ye  heavy  ladeji  Sinners  coilie,  ' 
**  ril  give  you  Reft  from  all  your  Toils, 
"  And  rail'e  you  to  my  hea^^'nly  Home, 
a  «  They  /hall  find  Reft  that  learn  of  mej 
**  Fm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  Mind  j 
*'  But  Paffion  ragrs  like  the  Sea, 
"  And  pjide  is  reftiefs  as  the  Wind. 

3  <*  Blefs'd  is  the  Man,  whofe  Shoulders  take 
"  My  Y  ke.  and  bear  it  with  Delight; 

**  iMy  Yoke  is  eafy  to  his  Neck,  ' 

"  My  Grace  (liall  make  the  Burden  light." 

4  Jefui,  we  come  at  thy  Command, 

With  Faith,  and  Tlope,  ar.d  huivbie  Zeal, 
Refign  our  Spirits  to  thy  Haud,. 
To  mould  ond  guide  us  at  thy  Will. 

CXXVIIL  The  Apc^fs  Commijjlon  ;  or,  Ths  Gof- 
pft  atiejled  by  MiracleSj  Mark  xvi.  15,  &C. 
fnait.  xxviii.   1 2,  &c. 

1  O  preach  my  Gofpei,  faith  the  Lord-, 
^.J  "  Bid  the  whole  Earth  my  Grace  receive: 
"  He  fhall  be  fav'd  that  trufts  my  Word, 
*•  He  ftiallbe  damn'd  that  WLont  believe. 

[z  ''  ril 


S.  I-  spiritual  SONGS.  y^ 

^%r/"V'''-^I^n"''^'^^  Commiffion  known. 
And  ye  fhall  prove  my  Gofpel  true,         ' 
Ey  a     the  Works  that  I  have  done 
"  By  all- the  Wonders  ye  (hall  do.        ' 
3  ;;  Go  hqal  the  Sick    go  raife  the  Dead, 
Go  caft  out  DftviJs  m  my  Name : 
u  ^r^^-  "^y  '""f'^T^'ets  be  afraid, 
.  c.  ?       ^'•^^f  reproach,  and  ^.o^ybla/pheme.] 
^       Teach  all  t'rr^  Nations  my  Commands, 
<     A?!  p''^>^-'"  ''^J  *^''  World  (Jiali  end:  -• 

AliPowristruiledinmyHands,     ^ 
*M  can  dellrov,  -^nd  I  defend." 
5  H^  y^^^^,  ^,;^  Lkhtjhone  round  his  Head, 
On  a  brtghtUoud  to  Hea^^n  be  rode  :     ' 
'Tkeyto  the  fartbefi.  Nations  fprcad 
The  Gnace  0/  their  afcended  God. 

CXXIX.    Submijion  and  DeIi<veraKcei  or    Ahr^ 
ham  ofenng  his  Son,  Gen.  xxii.  6% 

I  CAINTS,  at  your  Father's  heavenly  Word 
O  Give  up  your  Conifoits  to  the  lord^^  ' 
He  (hah  rellore  what  you  refien  ' 

Or  grant  you  Bleffings  more  divin- 

a  So  .f^r'^p,  with  obedient  Hand. 

Th.  w'^^^'V^^"."'  God's'Command^. 
The  Wood,  the  Fne,  the  Knife  he  took 
H,s  Arm  prepared  the  dreadful  S^oke  ' 
3  ^f»-;^"?  >-*f«r,  the  Angel  cry'd,         *■ 

rhySon  Jhallh^e,  and tn  thy  Seed-  ' 
Shall  thenvhole  Earth  be  biffs' d  indeed 
♦  Jf  V"  the  laft  d.ftremng  Hour 

Vtl  ^'"^  "^'^Pj^y^  dehvYing  Povt-V . 
The  Mount^f  Danger  is  th'e  Piace    ' 
^i^ere  we  fliall  fee  furpri/ing  Grace 


cxxx. 


80  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

CXXX.  Love  and  Hatred,  Phil.  ii.  %.  Eph,  iv. 

30,  &c. 

1   ]^  O  VV,  by  the  Bowels  of  my  God, 

xS      His  fnarp  Diftrefs,  his  fore  Complaints, 
By  his  laft  Groans,  his  dying  Blocd, 
I  charge  my  Soul  to  love  the  Saints. 

a  ClamoDr  and  Wrath,  and  War  be  gone. 
Envy  and  Spite  f  r  ever  ceafe, 
Let  bitter  Words  no  more  be  known 
Amongft  the  Saints,  the  Sens  of  Peace. 

3  The  Spirit  like  a  peaceful  Dove, 

Flies  from  the  Realms  of  Noife  and  Strife j 
Why  (hou  d  we  vex  ard  grieve  his  Love, 
Who  feals  owr  Souls  to  heav'nly  Life  ? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  oHr  Thoughts, 
Through  all  our  Lives  let  Mercy  run  ; 
So  God  totgi/es  our  numYous  Faults 
For  the  dear  Sake  of  Cbtiji  \\h  Son. 

CXXXL   The  Pbarifee  and  Publican^  Luke  xviii. 

10,  &c. 
1    O  EHO  L  O  how  Sinners  difagree, 

Xy     The  Publican  and  Pharifee  \ 

One  doth  his  Righteoufnefs  proclaim, 

The  other  owns  his  Guilt  and  Shame. 
%  This  Man  at  humble  Diftance  (lands. 

And  tries  for  Grace  with  lifted  Hands j 

That  boldly  rifes  near  the  Throne, 

And  talks  of  Duties  he  has  done. 
3  The  Lord  their  diff'rent  Language  knows, 

And  difTrent  Anfwers  he  bellojvs  ; 

The  humble  Soul  with  Grace  he  crowns, 

Whilft  on  the  Proud  his  Anger  frowns. 
j|.  Dear  Father  let  me  never  be 

Jcin'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  5 

I  have  no  Merits  of  my  own. 

But  plead  the  Sutfrings  of  thy  Son.  , 

cxxxnJ 


B.  L  spiritual   SONGS,  Si 

CXXXII.  Holinefsand  Grace,  Tit.  it.  lo—i^ 

X   Q  O  let  our  Lips  and  Lives  exprefs 
O     The  Holy  Gofpel  we  protefs. 
So  let  our  Work^  and  Vinue  fhine, 
To  prove  theD.drine  all  Divijie. 

a  Thus  fhall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  Honour  of  our  Saviour  God  j 
WheR  rhe  Salvation  reigr.s  withinj 
And  Grace  fubdues  the  Pow'r  of  Sin, 

3  Our  Fl:(h  and  Senfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
Pafiion  and  Envy,  Luft  and  Pride; 

While  Juftice,  Temp'rance,  Truth  and  Love, 
Oar  inward  Piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  Spirits  up. 
While  we  expeit  that  bltfled  Hope, 
The  bright  Appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  Faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  Word. 

CXXXin.  Lo've  andCharitjfi  i  Cor.  xiii.  2-7, 13, 

i   T     E  T  Pharifees  of  high  Efteem 
i    J    Their  Faith  and  Zeal  declare, 
AH  their  Religion  is  a  Dream, 
If  Love  be  wanting  there. 
ft  Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  Eye, 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  Hafte, 
She  lets  the  prefent  Inj'ry  die. 
And  long  forgets  the  paif. 
[3  Malice  and  Rage,  thofe  Fires  of  Hell^ 
She  quenches  with  her  Tongue  5 
Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  III, 

Though  file  endure  the  Wrong.] 
She  nor  defires,  nor  feeks  to  know 

The  Scandals  of  the  Time  j 
Nor  looks  with  Pride  on  thofe  below? 
Nor  envies  thofe  that  climb.] 

%  She 


It  HTM.N.S   and  B.  I.. 

5  She  lays  her  own  Advantage  by 
To  ietk  her  Neighbour's  Gocd  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  Lives  with  Blood. 
<5  Love  is  the  Grace  that  keeps  her  PowV, 
In  all  the  Realms  above  ; 
There  Faith  and  Hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  Saints  for  ever  love. 

CXXXIV.    Religion  <vain  nvithout   Lo've^    i  Cor, 
xiii.  I,  a,  3. 

2    r  J  A  D  I  the  Tongues  of  Greek!  and  Jeivs^ 
J.  i.     And  nobler  Speech  than  Angels  uf^, . 
If  Love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  Brafs,  an  empry  Sound. 

2  Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  Hfav'n  and  Hell, 
Or  could  my  Faith  the  World  i  emove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  Love. 

3  Should  i  diilribute  all  rny  Store 
To  feed  the  Bowels  of  the  Pcor, 
Or  give  my  Body  to  the  Flame 

To  gain  a  Martyr's  glorious  Name  : 

4  If  Love  to  God,  and  Love  to  Men, 
Be  abfent,  all  my  Hopes  are  vain  j 

Nor  Tongues,  nor  Gifts,  nor  fiery  2^al, 
The  Work  of  Love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

CXXXV.  Thf  Love  of  C  hrift  /bed  abroad  in  tbt 
Heart i  Eph.  iii.  16,  &c. 

1  /^OME,  deareflLord,  defcend  and  dwell, 
V^     By  Faith  and  Love  in  ev'ry  Breaft  ; 
Then  (hall  we  know,  and  tafte  and  feel 

The  Joys  that  cannot  be  expreft. 

2  Come,  fill  our  Htarts  with  inward  Strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  Souls  poffefs, 

And 


E.  r.  spiritual  SONG  S.  83 

A  nd  leirn  the  Heighf,  and  Breadth,  and  Length 
Of  thine  unmeafurabie  Gj  ace. 
3  Now  to  the  God  whole  Pow'r  can  do 
^ore  than  our  Thoughts  or  Wifhes  know^ 
Be  everiaiting  Honours  done 
By  all  the  Church,  through  Chri^  his  Son. 

CXXXVI.  Sincerity  and  Hypocrijy-,  or.  Formality 
m  Worjhip.  John  iv.  24.  Pfal.  cxxxix.  23,  24. 

I  r^  O  D  is  a  Spirit,  Juil  and  Wife, 
vJf  _  He  fees  our  inmoft  Mind  j 
In  vain  to  Heaven  we  raife  our  Cries, 
And  leave  our  Sods  behind. 
%  Nothing  but  Tru'.h  before  his  Thronej 
With  Honour  can  appear. 
The  painted  Hypocrites  are  knowuj 
Thro'  the  Dilguife  they  wear. 
3  Their  lifted  Eyes  falutethe  Skies, 

Their  bending  Knees  the  Ground  \ 
But  God  abiiors  the  Sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  Heart  is  found. 
\  Lord,  fearch  my  Thoughts,  and  try  my  Ways. 
And  make  my  Soul  i:ncere  \ 
Then  fh.dl  I  Hand  before  thy  Face, 
And  find  Acceptance  there. 
CXXXVII.  Sahaiion  by  Grace  in  ChriH.  3l(Tim 
J-   9»io.  1 

I  XT^  ^  ^°  ^^^  ^^^'^  of  God  fupreme 
1^     Be  everiafting  Honours  giv'n. 
Hefaves  from  HeJl  (we  blefs  his  Name) 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  Feet  to  Heav'n. 

t  Not  for  our  Duties  or  Deferts, 
But  of  hi^  own  abounding  Grace, 
He  works  Salvation  in  our  Hesrts, 
And  forms  a  People  for  his  Praife, 


U  HYMNS   and  B. 

t 

3  'Twas  his  own  Purpofe  that  begun 
To  leicue  Rebels  doom'd  to  die: 
He  gave  us  Grace  in  Chrijt  his  Son, 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftfirry  Sky, 

4.  Jefus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  lafir, 
And  makes  his  bather's  Counfels  known  j 
Declares  tl.e  great  Tianf^dions  paft, 
And  brings  immortal  Bieffings  down, 

5  He  dies }  and  in  that  dreadful  Night 
Did  all  thePow'rs  of  Hell  deftroyj 
Rifin^,  he  brought  our  Heav  n  to  Light, 
And  took  Poffeflionof  the  Joy. 

CKXXVIII.  Saints  in  the  Hand  of  Chn?i.  John  J 
a8,  29. 

1  T7  I R  M  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  ftands, 
X^      My  Lord,  my  Hope,  my  Truft ; 
If  I  am  fo  md  in  J  ejus"  Hands, 
My  Soul  can  ne''er  be  loft. 
z  His  Honour  is  engagM  to  fave 
The  meaneft  of  his  Sheep, 
All  ihathis  heav'nly  Father  gave. 
His  Hands  fecurely  keep. 
3  Nor  Death,  nor  Hell  fhall  e'er  remove 
His  FavVites  from  his  Breaft  j 
]a  the  dear  Bofom  of  his  Love 
They  muft  for  ever  reft. 

CXXXIX.   Hope  in  the  Couenani  \  or,  God's  Ft 

i  ife  andTruih  unchangeable.    Hcb.  iv.  17--1 

3     _1  O  W  oft  have  Sin  and  Satan  ftrove 
.  1  To  rend  my  Soul  from  Thee,  my  Go 
]  ut  cverlafting  is  thy  Love, 
JKnd  J  ejus  feals  it  with  his  Blood, 
ft  The  Oath  and  Promife  of  the  Lord, 
Join  to  confirm  the  wondVous  Graces 

Eter 


k  I.  spiritual  SONGS.  #5 

j    Eternal  Pow'r  performs  the  Wor^^, 

I    And  fills  all  Heav'n  with  endlefs  Praife. 

ij  Amidft  Temptations  (harp  and  long. 

My  Soul  to  this  dear  Refuge  flies  j 

Hope  is  my  Anchor,   firm  and  ftrong; 

While  lempeftsblow,  and  billows  rife. 
4.  The  Gofpel  beare  my  Spirits  up  j 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 

Lays  the  Foundation  for  my  Hope, 

in  baths,  and  Promifes,  and  Blood. 

CXL.  A  Li'ving  and  a  Dead  Faltht  caUefied  from 

fe<veral  Scriptures. 
I   TV  yjTIftaken  S..uls!  that  dream  of  Heav'n„ 
JLVa     And  make  their  empty  Boaft 
Of  inward  Joys,  and"Sins  forgiv'nj 
While  they  are  Slaves  to  Luft. 
»  Vain  are  our  Fancies,  airy  Flights, 
If  Faith  be  cold  and  dead. 
None  but  a  living  Pow'r  unites 
To  Chrifi  the  living  Head. 
3  'Tis  Faith  fhat  changes  all  the  Heart, 
'Tis  Faith  that  works  by  Love  5 
That  bids  all  fmful  Joys  depart. 
And  lifts  the  Thoughts  above. 
4.  'Tis  Faith  that  conquers  Earth  and  HelL  ^ 

By  a  celellialPow'rj  ^  ^ 

This  is  the  Grace  that  (hall  prevail 
In  the  decifive  Hour, 
t5  Faith  muii  obey  her  Father's  Wil!^ 
As  well  35  tru'ft  his  Grace; 
A  pardoning  God  is  jealous  ftill, 
.    For  his  own  Holinefs. 
6  When  from  the  Curfe  he  fets  us  ^rtt^ 
He  makes  our  Natures  clean, 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  Miriiaer  of  Sin. 

E  a  7  His 


1 


■6S  HYMNS  and  B.I. 

7  His  Spirt  purifies  our  Frame, 

And  feals  our  Peace  with  God  j 
Jefus^  ai  d  his  ^al^alion,  came 
By  Water  and  by  Blood  j^^ 

CXLI.  The  Humiliaticn  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift, 
Ifaiah  liii.  1--5,  10--12. 

t  \X7HO  has  believ'd  thy  Word, 
VV      Or  that  Salvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  Arm,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 
3  The  Je'ws  efteem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  Belief: 
Sorrows  his  chief  Acquaintance  were, 
And  l^is  Companion,  Grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  Eyes  away. 

And  treated  him  with  Scorn  j 
But  'twas  their  Grief  upon  him  lay, 
Their  Sorrows  he  has  borne. 

4  'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  j'fw/, 

^  And  Gentiles  then  unknown. 
The  God  of  Juftice  pleas'd  to  bruife 
His  ht^  beloved  Son. 

5  *'  But  Til  prolong  his  Days, 

"  And  make  his  Kingdom  ftand  j 
«'  My  Pleafure  (faith  the  God  of  Grace) 
**  Shall  profper  in  his  Hand. 
[6  "  His  joyful  Seed  (liall  fee 
*'  The  Purchafe  of  his  Pain, 
**  And  by  his  Knowledge  juftify 
"  The  guilty  Sons  of  Men.] 
[7  **  Ten  Thoufand  Captive  Slaves 
•*  Released  from  Death  and  Sin, 
<»  Shall  quit  their  Prifons  and  their  Grares, 
*♦  And  own  his  Pow'f  Divine.] 

[8  «*  Heav'r 


B.  I.  spiritual   SONGS.  i? 

[8  *'  Heav'n  /hall  advance  my  Son 
''    r^^  Jo\  s  th|it  Earrb  deny'd  ; 
"  Who  faw  thSfioUiss  Men'h  id  done, 
"  And  bore  tlieir  oins;.  and  dy'd."] 

CXLIJ.  The  fame,  ^i.  iiii.  6-9,  iz, 
I   Y      IKE  Sheep;  \ve  went  aftray, 
I   J    And  broke  the  Fold  or  God, 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  dilFrent  Way, 

But  all  the  dowRward  Road, 
ft  How  dreadful  was  the  Hour, 

When  God  our  Wand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  Vengeance  pour 

Upon  the  Shepherd's  Head  ! 
13  How  glorious  was  the  Grace, 

When  Chri/i  fuftain'd  the  Stroke! 
His  Life  and  Blood  the  Shepherd  pays 

A  Ranfom  for  the  Flock. 
His  Honour  arsd  his  Breath 

Were  taken  both  away  ; 
Joined  with  the  Wicked  in  his  Deaths 

And  made  as  vile  as  they. 
But  God  fhail  raife  his  Head 

OVr  all  the  Sens  of  Men, 
And  make  him  fee  a  num'rous  Seedj 

To  recompence  his  Pain. 
rU gi<v2  hwi  (faith  the  Lord) 

A  ?criiori  n.vith  the  Siro?:g  ; 
He  Jball  pojfefs  a  large  Re-ijcardj 

And  hold  his  Honours  long. 

CXLIIL    Charadlers  of  the  Children  of  God,  from 
feTjsral  Scri Mures. 
Q  O  new-born  Babes  dellre  the  Breaft, 
k^     To  ieed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 
So  Snints  with  Joy  the  Gofcd  lafte. 
And  by  the  Gofpel  live. " 

E  3  [2  With 


88  HYMNS    and 

[2  With  inward  Guft  their  Heart  approves 
All  that  the  World  relates  ; 
They  love  the  Men  their  ^ther  loves. 
And  liate  the  Works  he'af.es.] 
12  Not  all  the  fiait'ring  Baits  on  Earth 
Can  make  them  Slaves  to.Luil  j 
They  can't  Forget  their  heay'nly  Birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  Duft. 
4  Not  ail  fhe  Chains  that  Tyrants  ufe, 
Sliall  hind  their  Souls  to  Vice ; 
Faith,  like  a  Conqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thoufand  Vi<£lories.] 
[5  Grace,  like  an  uneorrupted  Seed, 
Abides  una  reigns  within  j 
Immortal  Principles  forbid 
The  Sons  ofGod  to  fin.] 
[6  Not  by  the  Terrors  of  a  Slave 
Do  they  perform  his  Will, 
But,  with  the  noblelt  PowYs  they  have. 
His  fweet  Commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  Accefs  at  evYy  Hour 

l^o  God  within  the  Vale  j 
Hence  they  derive  a  quick'ning  PowY, 
And  Joys  th.^t  never  fail. 

8  O  happy  Souls  !  O  glorious  State 

Of  over-flowing  Grace  ! 
To  dwell  fo  near  their  Father's  Seat, 
And  fee  his  lovely  Face  ! 

9  Lord,  I  addrefs  thy  heav'nly  Throne  j 

Call  me  a  Child  ox  thine, 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  S6n 

To  form  my  Heart  Divine. 
30  There:  flied  thy  choiceft  I,oves  abroad. 

And  make  my  Comforts  flrong  ; 
Then  fhall  I  fay,   Jsly  Fathery  Gody 

With  an  unwav'ring  Tongue. 


CXLIV 


3,  I.  Spiritual    SONGS,  S9 

CXLIV.    The  Wiimfing  and  Sealing  Spirit,   Rem. 
viii,  143  16.  Eph.  i.  13,  14. 

"1 T  7  H  Y  OiouJt?  theCh'iore?:  ::'  a  King 

Great  Cojnf'  ;, er  J,  .   _     ^. 

Some  Tokens  ot  thy  Gxace. 
Doft  tJiou  net  dwell  in  all  the  Saints, 

And  fenl  the  Heirs  ot  Heav"n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  hanilli  my  Complaints, 

And  fhow  my  Sins  forgiv'n  ? 
3  Affure  my  Confcience  of  her  Part 

In  the  Redeemer's  Elood  ; 
And  bear  thy  Witnefs  with  my  Hearf^ 

That  I  am  born  of  God. 
Thou  art  the  Earneft  of  his  Love,  ^ 

The  Fledge  of  Joys  to  come; 
And  thy  foft  Wings,  Celeltial  Dove, 
Will  fafe  convey  me  Heme. 

-CXLV,  Chrift  ^»^  A.aron,  taAen  from  Heb.  vii. 
a7jd  ix. 

J    ^ESU S,  in  Thee  our  Eyes  behold    ' 
J      A  Tiioufand  Glories  more 
Than  the  rich  Gems  and  poiifh'd  Geld 
The  Sons  of  Aaron  were. 
2  They  firft  their  own  Burnt-Off'rir,gs  brought, 
To  purge  themfelves  from  Sin  5 
Thy  Life  was  pure,  withoiit  a  Spot, 
And  ail  thy  Nature  clean. 
[3  Frefh  Blood,  as  conftan-::  as  the  Day, 
Was  on  their  Altar  fpilt  3 
But  thy  one  Off^  ing  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  Guilt.] 
[4.  Their  Friefthood  ran  through  fev'ral  Hands, 
For  mortal  was  their  Race  3 

E4  Thy 


90  ^     HYMNS    and  B.  I.  ' 

Thy  never- changiri'g  OfHcf  (lands, 

Et^ern.l  as  thy  Days,]  ' 

[5  Once  in  the  Circuit  of  a  Year, 

With  Hlood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  ^A'ithin  the  Vale  appears, 

Before  the  Golden  Throne. 

6  Bnt  Chriji,  by  his  own  powerful  Blood, 

Afcends  above  the  tkies, 
And,  in  the  Prefence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  Sscrifice.] 

7  J^f^h  the  King  of  Glory,  reigns 

On  Sion\  heav'nlv  Hill  j 
Looks  Ike  a  Lnnib  that  has  been  flain, 
And  wears  his  Piiefthood  (till. 
%  He  ever  live?  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  Face: 
Give  him,  my  Soul,  thy  Caufe  to  plead. 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  Grace. 

CXLVI.  CharaSlers  of  Chrift,  borrowed  from  in- 
ap.imate  Things  in  Scripiwe. 

J    f^  O,  worfhip  at  ImmanuiV^  Feet, 

VJJ     See  in  his  Face  what  wonders  me^t. 

Earth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 

His  Worh,  his  Glory,  or  his  Grace. 

[2  The  whole  Creation  can  afford 
But  forre  faint  Shadows  of  my  Lord  j 
Nature  to  make  his  Beauties  known, 
Tviuft  mingle  Colours  not  her  own,] 

[3  Is  he  corrpar''d  to  Wine  or  B:e.ACi  ? 
Denr  Lord,  our  Scvis  would  thus  be  fed : 
ThatFlejIi,  that  dying  Blood  of  thine. 
Is  Bread  of  Life,  is  heavY.ly  Wine.] 

[4.  Is  he  a  Tree  ?  The  World  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healincr  Leavi?s  : 
That  lighteous  Bianch,  that  fruitful  Bough, 
Is  Da'vid'%  Root  and  Offspring  too.] 

[s  i^^ 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  9 

[5  Is  he  a  Rofe  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  Fragrar.cy  in  all  her  Fields : 

Or  if  the  Liil    he  afTurrie, 

The  Vallies  blefs  the  rich  Perfume.] 
[6  Is  he  a  Vine  ?  His  heav'nly  Root 

Supplies  the  Boughs  with  Life  and  Friiit; 

O  let  a  lafting  Union  join 

My  Soul,  the  Branch,  to  ChriJ?,  the  Vine!] 
[7  Is  he  the  Head?  Each  Member  lives, 

And  owns  the  vital  Pow'r  he  gives  j 

The  Saints  below,  and  Saints  above, 

Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  Love.] 
[8  Is  he  a  Fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 

And  heal  the  Plague  of  Sin  and  Death  i 

Thefe  Waters  all  my  Sou!  renew. 

And  cleanie  my  fpocted  Garmcni\-  too.] 
[9  Is  he  a  Fire  ?  He'll  pu  ge  my  Drofs, 

But  the  true  God  fuftains  no  Lofs : 

Like  a  Refiner  fhall  he  fit, 

And  tread  the  Refufe  with  his  Feet.] 
[10  Is  he  a  Reek  ?  How  firm  he  proves^? 

The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves  j 

Yet  the  fweet  S  reams  that  from  him  flow^ 

Attend  us  all  the  Befart  through.} 
[11  Is  he  a  Way  ?  He  leads  to  God, 

Th«  Path  is  dr.nwn  in  Lines  of  Blood  : 

There  wnnld  I  walk  with  Hope  and  Zeal^ 

Till  I  arrive  at  Sion's  Hill.] 
[i  7,  Is  he  a  Door  ?  I'll  enter  in  ; 

Behold  the  Paftures  large  and  greeny 

A  Faradife  divinely  fair. 

None  but  the  She^p  have  Freedom  there.] 
[13  Is  he  defign'd  a  Corner-Stone, 

For  Men  to  build  their  Heav'n  upon  ? 

I'll  make  him  m/  Foundation  too. 

Nor  fear  the  Plots  of  Hell  below,] 

L  E5.  [34  Is 


9%  HTM  N  S    and  3,  :\ 

[14.  Is  he  a  Temple  ?  I  adore 
Th'  indwelling  Maj-efty  and  Po«-"r; 
And  ft'llto  his  moll:  holy  Place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  Face.] 

[15  Is  he  a  Star  ?  rie  breaks  the  Night, 
Piercing  the  Shcdes  v.itli  dawning  Light  j 
I  know  his  Glories  from  afar, 
I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning  Star.] 

[i6  Is  he  a  Sun  ?  His  Beams  are  Grace, 
His  Coiirfe  is  jQj|,iand  Righteoufners : 
Natir-tis  rejoice  w'hen  lie  appears 
To  chafe  their  Clouds,  and  dry  their  Ter.rs. 

17  O  let  me  climb  thoTe  higher  Skies, 
Wiiere  Storms  and'Darknefs  never  rife  ! 
There  he  dilplays  hisPow'rs  abroad, 

And  (hincs,  and  reigns  th'  Incarnate  God.] 

18  Nor  Earth,  nor  Seas,  nor  Sun,  nor  Stars, 
Nor  Heav'n  his  full  Refeniblance  bears  j 
His  Beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  Face  to  Face. 

CXLVII.  ^be  Names  and  Titles  of  Chrifr,  from 
ft-viral  Scriptures. 

[i  v-'X^'^S  from  the  Treafu res  of  his  Word 
J.       J  borrow  Titles  for  my  Lord  j 
Nor  Art  nor  Nature. can  fupply 
Sufficient  Forms  ofeMajefty. 

2  Bright  Image  of  his  Father's  Face, 
Shinir.g.-with  undiminifh'd  Rays; 
Th'  BtVn:  I  -  cd's  Eternal  Son., 

The  Heir  and  •artnerof  his  Throne,] 

3  The  King  of  King's,  the  Lord  nioft  high. 
Writes  his  own  Name  upon  his  Thigh  j 
Ke  wears  a  Garment  dipt  in  Blood, 

And  brer^ks  the  Nations  with  his  Rod. 

4  Wlere  Grace  can  neither  melt  riOf-inove, 
The  Lamb  refents  his  injur'd  Lovfe, 

Awakes 


8.  L  SpMtual  SONGS,  93 

Awakes  his  Wrath  without  Delay, 
And  Judab\  Lion  tears  the  Prey, 
But  when  for  Works  of  Peace  he  comes^ 
What  winniiig  Titles  he  aiTumes  ? 
Light  of  the  World  j  and  Life  of  Men  5 
Nor  bears  thofe  Charsfters  in  vain. 
With  tender  Pity  in  his  Heart, 
He  ails  the  Mediator's  Part ; 
A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  Names  he  wear  s. 
7  At  Length  the  Judge  hio  Throne  afcendSp 
Divides  the  Rebels  trom  his  Friends, 
And  Saints  in  full  Fruition  prove 
His  rich  Variety  of  Love. 

CXLVIIL    rhefame,  as  the  cxlviiith  Ffalm. 

[i    t.^7-ITHchearfulVoiceIilng 
¥  %        The  Titles  of  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  all  the  Names 
Of  Honour  from  his  Word, 
Nature  and  Art 
Can  ne'er  f«pply 
Sufficient  Forms 
Of  Majefty. 
2  In  J  ejus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  Face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright 

V/ith  mild  and  lovely  Kays  5 
Th'  Eternal  God's 
Eternal  Son 
Inherits  and. 
Partakes  the  Throne.] 
-3  The  Sov'reign  Khig  of  Kwgs, 
The  Lord  of  Lords  moft  high^ 
Writes  his  owai  Name  upon 
Kis  Garment  and  his  Thighs 

E6  His 


94-  HY  M  U  S  and 

His  Name  is  caird 
7he  Word  of  God, 
Ht  rules  the  Earth 
With  Iron  Rod. 

4  Where  Promifes  and  Grace 

Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  angry  Lamb  refents 
The  InjVies  of  bis  Love  j 

Awakes  his  Wrath 

Without  Delay, 

As  Lions  roar, 

And  tear  the  Prey. 

5  But  when  for  Works  of  Peace 

The  great  Redeemer  comes. 
What  gentle  Chara6lers, 
What  Titles  he  aflumes  ? 

Light  of  the  World, 

And  Life  of  Men-, 

Nor  will  he  bear 

Tfeofe  Names  in  vain. 

6  Jmmenfe  Companion  reigns 

In  our  immarmel  s  Keart, 
When  he  defcends  to  a6t 
A  Mediator's  Part. 

He  is  a  Friend^ 

And  Brother  tooj 

Divinely  kind. 

Divinely  true. 
-^  At  length  the  Lord  the  fiidgi 
Kis  awful  Throne  afcends, 
/^nd  drives  the  Rebels  far 
From  Favourites  and  Friends. 

Then  fhall  the  Saints 

Completely  prove 

The  Heighths  and  Depths 

Of  all  his  Love. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  ^s 

CXLIX.  The  Offices  of  Chrift,  from  federal 
Scripturts. 

1    TO  IN  all  the  Names  of  Love  and  Pow'r, 
J      That  ever  Men  or  x'\ngels  bore ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  Worth, 
Or  fet  ImmanueV?,  Glory  forth. 

z  But  O  what  condeiceuding  Ways 
He  takes  to  teach  his  heav'nly  Grace  \. 
My  Eyes  with  Joy  and  Wonder  fee 
What  Forms  of  Love  he  bears  for  me. 

[3  The  Angel  of  the  Co-una7zt  ilands 
With  his  Commiffion  in  his  Hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  Throne 
To  make  the  great  Salvation  known.] 

[4  Great  Prophet,  let  me  biefs  thy  Name, 
By  Thee  the  joyful  Tidings  came, 
Of  Wrath  appeas'd,  of  Sms  forgiv'n. 
Of  Hell  fubdu'd,  and  Peace  with  Heay'n,] 

[  c  My  bright  Example,   and  my  Guide^ 
"1  would  be  walking  near  thy  Sidej 

0  let  me  never  run  a(tray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  Way  > 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd^ht  (hail  keep 

My  wanri'ring  Soul  amongft  his  Sheep  ; 
He  feeds  his  Flock,  he  calls  their  Names, 
And  in  his  Bofom  bears  the  Lambs.] 

[7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  Caufe, 
Anfwering  his  Father's  broken  Laws  5 
Eehold  my  Soul  at  Freedom  fet, 
My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  Debt.] 

[8  JefuSi  my  great  High-Priefi,  has  dy'd, 

1  fe^ek  no  Sacrifice  befide  ; 

His  Blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  Throne.] 
[9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high. 
The  Father  lays  his  Thunder  by  5 

Not 


56  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

Not  all  tliat  Earth  and  Kell  can  fay, 

Shall  turn  my  Father's  Heart  away.] 
[io  My  Lord,  my  Covqu'ror,  and  my  Ki fig, 

Tiiy  Sceptre  and  tliy  Sword  I  fnig  j 

Thine  is  the  ViftYy,  and  I  fit 

A  joyful  Subje6l  at  thy  Feet.] 
[ii  Afpire,  my  Soul,  to  glorious  Deeds, 

The  Captain  of  Sal-valionhdids  ; 

March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  Day, 

Though  Death  and  Hell  obdnia  the  Way.] 
12  Should  Death  and  Hell,  andPow'rs  unknown, 

Put  all  their  Forms  ot  Mifchief  on, 

I  fhail  be  Me ;  for  Chrif  difphys 

Salvation  in  more  fov'reign  -Ways. 

CL,  The  fame  as  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm, 

1    TOIN  all  the  glorious  Names 
J      Of  Wifdom,  Love,  and  PowV, 
That  ever  Mortal  knew. 
That  Angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  fpeak  his  WortB, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Sa'viour  forth. 
.  But  O  what  gentle  Terms, 
What  condefcending  Ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufe, 

To  teach  his  heavenly  Grace  I 
Mine  Eyes  with  Joy 
And  Wonder  fee 
What  Forms  of  Love 
He  bears  for  me. 
f-j-Array'd  in  mortal  Flefh, 
.  He  like  an  Af;gel  Hands, 

And  holds  the  Promifes 

And  Pardons  in  his  Hands  j 
Commiflion'd  from 
His  Father's  Throne,  -t  o 


B.  I.  Spiritual    SONG  S.  97 

To  make  his  Gr.ce 
To  Mortals  known.] 
[4.  Great  Prophet  of  my  Gzd, 

My  Tongue  would  blefs  thy  Name  j 
By  Thee  the  joyful  News 
Of  our  Salvaiioii  came  J 
The  joyful  News 
Of  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  Heil  fubdu'd, 
And  Peace  with  Heav'n,] 
[5  Be  thou  my  CounfeUor, 

My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide y 
And  tl;rough  this  defart  Land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  Side, 
O  let  my  Feet 
Ne'er  run  aftray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  leek 
The  crooked  Way  !] 
[6  I  love  my  Shepherds  Voice, 
His  watchful  Eyes  (hall  keep 
My  wand  1  ing  Soul  amoncj 
The  Thoufands  of  his  Sheep  5 
He  feeds  his  Flock, 
He  calls  their  Names, 
His  Bofom  bears 
The  tender  Lambs.] 
[7  To  this  dear  Surety  %  Hand 
Will  I  commit  my  Caufe  j 
He  anfvvers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  Laws, 
Behold  my  Soul 
At  freedom  fet ! 
My  Surety  paid 
The  dreadful  Debt.] 
[g  Jefus  my  great  Jikh-Priifiy 
Offered  his  Blood'  and  dy'd  5 
My  gui;ty  Confcience  feeks 
Wo  Sacrifice  befide.  His 


98  HTMNS   and  B.  I. 

His  pow'fful  Blood 
Did  once  atone  ? 
And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  Throne.] 
[9  My  Advocate  appears 

For  my  Defence  on  kigh  ; 
The  Father  bows  Iws  Ears, 
And  lays  his  Thunder  by. 
Not  ail  that  Hell 
Or  Sin  can  fay, 
i^hall  turn  his  Heart, 
His  Love,  away.] 
[10  My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 

M)'  ConQu''rDr,  and  my  Kingy 
Tby  Scept'er,  and  thy  Sword, 
Thy  reigning  Grace  I  fingo 
Thine  is  the  Pew'r  j 
Behold  I  fit 
In  v/illing  Bonds 
Eefore  thy  Feet.] 
[11  Now  let  my  Soul  arife. 

And  tread j:he  Tempter  down  5 
My  Captabi  leads  me  forth 
To  Conqued  and  a  Crewn. 
A  feeble  Saint 
Shall  win  the  Day, 
Though  Dearh  and  Hell 
Obftrua  the  Way.] 
la  Shoyld  all  the  Hofts  of  Death, 
And  Fow'rs  of  Hell  unknown, 
Put  their  mod  dre.ulful  Forms 
Of  Rage  and  Mifchief  on  j 
I  fhall  be  {.St. 
For  Ckrifi  difplays 
Superior  Pow  t 
And  Guardian  Grace, 

Ihe  End  of  the  FirJI  Book. 


C    »    ] 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS/ 

BOOK     11. 
Compofed  on  Divine  Subjeds. 

I.  A  S6/ig  of  Fraife  to  God  from  Great-Britain. 

AT  UR  E  with  ali  her  PowVs  fhall  fing 
God  the  Creator  and  the  King  : 

Nor  Air,  n®r  Earth,  nor  Skies,  nor  Seas, 

Deny  the  Tribute  of  their  Praife. 
[i  Regn  to  make  his  Glories  known, 

Ye  Seraphs  that  fit  near  his  Throne  ; 

Tune  your  Harps  high,  and  fJ3read  the  Sound 

To  the  Creation's  utrnoft  Bound.] 
[3  All  mortal  Things  of  meaner  Frame, 

Exert  your  Force,"  and  own  his  Name  : 

Vv'hilft  with  our  Souls,  and  with  our  Voicej 

We  fing  his  Honours,  and  our  Joys  ] 
[4.  To  him  be  facred  all  we  have, 

From  the  young  Cradle  to  the  Grave  : 

Our  Lips  fhall  his  loud  Wonders  tell. 

And  t\''vy  Word  a  Miracle,] 

[5  This 


100  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

[5  This  Norihsrn  Ille,  our  native  Land  5 
Lies  faie  in  God  th'  Almighty's  Hand  j 
Our  Foes  of  Vi£l'ry  dream  in  vain. 
And  wear  the  capiivating  Chain.     - 

6  He  builds  and  guards  the  Brit'!/h  Throne, 
And  makes  it  graciuus  like  his  own  ; 
Makes  our  fuccefiive  Princes  kind, 

And  gives  our  Dangers  to  the  Wind.] 

7  Railemonumer.tal  Praifes  high 

To  him  that  thunders  through  the  Sky, 
And  with  an  awful  Nod  or  Frown 
Shakes  an  afpirin^.  Tyrant  down. 

[8  Pillows  of  lafting  Brafs  proclaim 
The  Triumphs  of  th'  Eternal  Name  5 
While  trembling  Nations  i ead  fiom  far 
The  Honours  of  tlie  God  of  War.] 

5  Thus  iet  our  il;-ping  Zeal  employ 

Our  loftieH:  Thoughts  and  loudell  Songs  j 
Britain,  pronounce  wiih  warmelt  Joy 
Hcfanna  from  Ten  Tiiouland  Tongues, 

10  Yer,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  Frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  Name  3 
The  (tiongeft  iNctes  that  Angels  raife, 
Faint  in  the  Wo'  fhip  and  the  Praife. 

J  I.  7b^  Death  of  a  Saviour, 

X   1\  yF  y  Thoughts  on  awuil  Subjects  roB, 
i.  V  A     Damnation  and  ihe  Dead, 
What  Horrois  Itize  the  guilty  Soul 
Upon  a  dying  Bed  I 
a  Linp/ring  about  thefe  mortal  Shores, 
She  makes  a  long  Dth--. 
Till  like  a  Flo  d;^  wih  r.'ipid  Force, 
De.Mh  fvvteps  the  V/r  tch  away. 
3  Then  fvvi:'t  and  dreadiul  flie  descends 
Down  to  the  fiery  Coalt, 

Amongft 


I  B.  II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  xoi 

Amongft  abominable  Fiends, 
Herfeif  a  frightful  Ghoft. 

4  There  endlefs  Crowds  of  Sinners  lie, 

And  Darkncfs  m?.kes  their  Chains  5 
TorMir  d  wirh  keen  Defpair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  Pains. 

5  Not3ll  their  AKguifh,  and  their  Elood^ 

For  their  old  Gu'lt  Rionts, 
Nor  the  Compaflion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  Groans. 

6  Amazing  Grace,  that  kept  my  Breath, 

Nor  bid  my  Soul  remove, 
Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  Deaths 
And  well  infur'd  his  Love. 

III.  Tbe  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

X   \%J  H  Y  do  we  mourn  departing  Friends  ? 
W       Or  ihake  at  Death's  Alarms  ? 
'Tis  b\it  the  Voice  that  Jefus  fends 
To  call  them  to  his  Arms. 
a  Are  we  not  tending  upward  toe, 
As  \'a^  as  Time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wifli  the  Hours  more  flow 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why  fhould  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  Bodies  to  the  Tomb  } 
There  the  dear  Fledi  of  Jefus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  Perfume. 

4  The  Graves  of  all  his  Saints  he  bleft. 

And  foften'd  eveiy  Bed  : 
Where  fhould  the  dying  Members  reftj 
But  with  the  dying  He:id  ? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcendine  high. 

And  flievvM  cur  Feet  the  Way  ♦ 
Up  to  the  Lo;  d  our  Flefli  Ihall  liy, 
At  the  great  Rifing  Day. 

6  Then 


fot  HYMNS   and  B.  11, 

6  Then  let  the  laft  loud  Trumpet  found, 
And  hid  our  Kindred  rife  j 
Aw  ke,  ye  Nations,  under  Ground, 
Ye  Saints,  aicend  the  Skies. 

IV.    Sal'valion  in  the  Crofs. 

1  FT  E  R  E  at  thy  Crofs,  my  dying  God, 
XX.     I  lay  my  Soul  beneath  thy  Love, 
Beneath  the  Droppings  of  thy  Blood, 
Jefus,  nor  iliall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  Tyrants  think  or  fay, 
With  Rage  and  I  ightning  in  their  Eyes, 
Nor  Hell  fhall  fright  my  Heart  away. 
Should  Hell  with  all  its  Legions  rife. 

3  Should  worlds  confpire  to  drive  me  thence, 
Movelefs  and  firm  this  He:irt  ihould  lie  j 
Refolv'd  (tor  that's  n.y  bft  Defence) 

If  I  muft  perift)j  there  to  die, 

4  But  fpe.ik,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  Fear  j 
Am  I  not  fafe  beneath  tliy  Shade  ? 

Thy  Vengeance  will  not  itrike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dares  my  Soul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  feciire  beneatJi  thy  Blood, 
And  all  my  Foes  fhsll  lofe  their  Aim  j 
Jriofanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  belt  Honours  to  his  Name. 

V.  Longing  to  proife  Chx'i'a  better. 

1  T     O  R  D,  when  my  Tho'ts  with  Wonder  roll 
J_i     O'er  the  Oiarp  Sorrcw^  ol  thy  Soul; 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  Laws, 
Kip.^ir'd  and  honoured  by  thy  Crofs  : 

2  WM.en  I  behold  Death,  Hell,  and  Sin, 
V'anquifh'd  by  that  dear  Blood  of  thine, 
And'feethe  Man  that  groaw'd  and  dy'd, 
Si^  glorious  bv  his  Father's  Side  : 

3   My 


1 


p.  IL  spiritual  SONG  S.  103 

3  My  Paffions  rife  and  foar  abo't'e, 

I'm  wing'd  with  Faith,  and  fir'd  with  Love; 
Fain  would  I  reach  ere;  nal  Things, 
And  iearn  the  Notes  that  Gabriel  fings, 

4  But  my  Heart  fails,  my  Tongue  complains, 
For  Wa'  t  of  their  immortal  Strains  \ 

And  in  fuch  humble  Notes  as  thefe 
Muft  thU  below  thy  Viftories. 

5  Well,  the  kind  Minute  muft  appear. 
When  we  (hall  leave  theTe  Bodies  here; 
Thefe  Clogs  of  Clay,  and  mount  on  high, 
To  join  the  Songs  above  the  Sky. 

VI.  A  Morning  Seng. 

2  /^  N  C  E  mote,  my  Sovil,  the  rifing  Day 
V^     Salutes  thy  waking  Eyes, 

Once  more,  my  Voice,  thy  Tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rolls  the  Skies. 
a  Night  unto  Night  his  Name  repeats. 
The  Day  renews  the  Sound, 
Wide  as  the  Heaven  on  which  he  fits 
To  turn  the  Seafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  Frame, 

My  Tongue  fhall  fpeak  his  Praife  j 
My  Sins  would^rouze  his  Wrath  to  Flame, 
And  yet  his  Wrath  delays. 
[4.  On  a  poor  Worm  thy  Pow'r  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withftand  : 
Thy  Juftice  might  have  crufli'd  rae  dead^ 
But  Mercy  held  thine  Hand. 
5  A  Thoufand  wretched  Souls  are  fled 
Since  the  laft  fetting  Sun, 
And  yet  thou  length^'neft  out  my  Thread, 
And  yet  my  Moments  run. 
€  Dear  God,  let  all  my  Hours  be  thine, 
Whilft  I  enjoy  thy  Light, 
Then  fhall  my  Sun  in  Smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafing  Night, 

VII. 


104  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

VII.  An  E'vening  Zong. 

(i   "p\  R  E  AD  SovVeign,  let  my  Ev'ningSong 
JL/     Like  holy  Incen(e  rife  j 
AlTilt  the  OfF'rinps  of  my  Tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  Skies, 
a  Through  all  the  Dangers  of  the  Day 
Thy  Hnnd  was  ililT  Ray  Guard, 
And  ftill  to  diive  my  Wants  away 
Thy  Mercv  ftood  prepared.) 

3  Perpetual  Bleiiings  from  above 

Encompafs  me  aiound. 
But  O  how  few  Rerurns  of  Love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  dy'd 

To  fave  my  wretched  Soul? 
How  are  my  Follies  muitiply'd, 
Faft  as  my  Minutes  roll 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  Heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  Crofs  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  Grace  my  Soul  refjgn. 
To  be  renewed  by  Thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefli  with  p:ij  d'ning  Blood 

Hay  me  down  to  reil, 
As  in  th'  Embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  ray  Saviour's  Bieail. 

VIIL  A  Hjntn  for  Morning  or  E'vening, 

I    TJOSANlfAt  with  a  chearful  Sound, 
•*-*     To  God's  upholding  Hand  j 
Ten  Thcuf^nd  bnares  attend  us  round. 
And  yet  fecure  v  c  ftand. 
%  That  was  a  moft  smazng  Pow'r 
That  rais'd  us  with  a  Word, 
And  every  Day,  and  every  Hour, 
We  lean  upon,  the  Lord, 

5  The 


B.  IL  Spiritual  SONG  S.  105 

3  Tke  Evening  refts  our  weary  Head, 

And  Angels  guard  the  Room, 
We  wake,  and  weadmire  the  Bed 
That  was  not  ma'de  our  Tomb. 

4  The  rifing-  Morning  can't  afltire 

That  we  {]iall  end  the  Day, 
For  Death  ftands  ready  at  the  Door 
To  feize  our  Lives  away. 

5  Our  Breath  is  forfeited  by  Sin 

To  God's  revenging  Law^ 
We  ov/n  thy  Grace,  in^imortal  King» 
In  ev'ry  Gafp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  Sun,  whofe  daily  Light 

Our  Joy  and  Safety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  Flefli  lies  <'afe  at  Night, 
Beneath  his  fliady  Wings. 

IX.  Godly  Sorronv  arijing  from  the  Sufferings  ef 
Chrift. 

2  ALAS!  and  did  my  Sarioar  bleed  \ 
XX     And  did  my  So v 'reign  diei 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  Head 

For  fuch  a  Worm  as  I  ? 
[z  Thy  Body  flain,  fweet  Jefus  thing. 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  Blood, 
While  all  expos'd  to  Wrath  divine. 
The  glorious  SufFVer  ftood !] 

3  Was  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done. 

He  groan'd  upon  the  Tree  ? 
Amazing  Pity !  Grace  unknown ! 
And  Love  beyond  Degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  Sun  in  Darknefs  hides, 

And  fhut  his  Glories  in. 
When  God  the  mighty  Maker  dy'd 
For  Man  the  Creature^s  Sin. 
J  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blufhing  Face, 
While  his  d«ar  Crofs  appears^ 

DiiToIvf 


io6  HYMNS    and  B.  If. 

D'fTolve  my  Heart  in  Thankfulnefs, 

And  melt  my  Eyes  to  Tears. 
6  But  Drops  of  Grief  can  ne*er  repay 

The  Debt  of  Love  we  owe  5 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myfelf  away, 

'Tis  ail  that  I  can  do. 

X.  Fartm^  nvith  Carnal  Joys. 
I    IV /^  Y  Soul  forfak-s  her  vain  Delight, 
IVX     And  bids  the  World  farewel  i 
Bafe  as  the  Dirt  bener.th  my  Feet, 
And  mifchievous  as  Hell, 
a  No  longer  will  I  afk  your  Love, 
Nor  Teek  your  Friendfhip  more  j 
The  Happinefs  that  I  approve. 
Lies  not  within  your  Pow'r. 
3  There's  nothing  round  this  fpacious  Earth 
That  fuits  my  large  Defire; 
To  boundlefs  Joy  and  folid  Mirth 
My  nobler  Thoughts  afpire. 
[4  Where  Pleafure  rolls  its  living  Flood, 

From  Sin  and  Drofs  lefin'd, 
Still  fpringing  from  the  Throne  of  God, 

And  fit  to  cheer  the  Mind. 
5  Th*  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  Sphere, 
The  Glorious  and  the  Great; 
Brings  his  own  All-fufEcience  there. 
To  make  our  Blifs  complete.] 
5  Had  I  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 
rd  climb  the  heav'nly  Roadj 
There  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  Love, 
And  there  my  fmiling  God. 

XL  rhe  fame. 
J  TSend  the  Joys  of  Earth  away, 
X     Away  ye  Tempters  of  the  Mind, 
Falfe  as  the  fmooth  deceitful  Sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whiitling  Wind* 

%  Youf 


B.  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  ^oy 

s  Your  Streams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  Gulf  of  black  Defpair, 
And  whifft  Iliften'd  to  your  Song, 
Your  Streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchlefs  Grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  Abyfsj 
That  drew  me  from  thofe  treacherous  SeaSj 
And  bid  me  feek  fiiperior  Biifis. 

4  Now  to  the  (hining  Realms  above, 

1  ftreteh  mine  Hands,  and  glance  mine  Eyes 5 
O  for  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  Upper  Skies ! 

5  There,  from  the  Bofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endlefsPleafure  rol!  j 
There  would  I  fix  my  iaft  Abode, 
And  drown  the  Sorrows  of  my  SouL 


XII.  Chrift  ii  the  Suhjiance  oj  the  Levitical  Frieji^ 
hood, 

X  ry^  H  E  true  M^JJlah  now  appears, 
J.       The  Types  are  all  withdrawn  j 
So  fly  the  Shadows  :^Rd  the  Stars 
Before  the  rifing  Dawn. 
z  No  fmoaking  Sweets,  nor  bleeding  Lambs, 
Nor  Kid,  nor  BuUock  ilain  j 
Incenfeand  Spice  of  coftly  Names, 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 
3  Aaron  muft  lay  his  Robes  away, 
His  Mitre  and  his  Veft, 
When  God  himfelf  c  mes  down  to  be 
The  OffVing  and  the  Prieft. 
4.  He  took  our  mortal  Flefh  to  (hew 
The  Wonders  of  his  Love  j 
For  us  he  paid  his  Life  below  j 
And  prays  ffr.^s  above. 

F  5  Father 


icS  H  r  M  N  S    and  B. 

5  FatheTy  he  cries,  forgive  their  Sins, 

For  I  myfelf  have  dy\4-, 
And  then  he  fhows  has  open  Veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  Side. 

XIII.  The  Creation,  Frefervation^  Dijfoluiionf  t 

RefiOration  of  this  World, 

1  Q I N  G  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  Skies,  , 
O     The  L.  rd  that  rear'd.thjs  ftr.tely  Frame 
Let  halt  ihe  Nations  found  his  Praile, 
And  Lands  imknown  repeat  his  Name. 

i  He  fojm''d  the  Seas,  and  fcrmM  the  Hills, 
Made  ev'ry  Di  op,  and  ev'ry  Dult, 
N  tureand  1  ime,  with  all  their  Wheels, 
And  pulhd  them  into  Motioii  firft. 

3  Now,  from  his  high  imperial  Throne, 
He  looks  iar  down  upon  the  Spheres  j 
He  bids  the  ftiining  Orbs  roll  on, 
And  round  he  turns  our  hafty  Years. 

4.  Thus  fliall  this  moving  Engine  Jaft 
Till  all  his  Sa'nts  are  gathered  in  : 
Then  for  the  Trumpets  dreadful  Blaft 
To  iliake  it  all  to  Duft  again  !     • 

5  Yet  when  the  Sound  fhall  tear  the  Skies, 
And  Lig);tning  burn  the  Gl  bebeiow. 
Saints,  you  may  lift  your  joyful  Eyes, 
There's  a  new  Htav'n  and  Earth  for  you- 

XIV.  7he  hordes  Day  \  or,  Delight  in  Ordinan 

1  1X7  KL  CO  ME,  fweetDayofReft, 
VV       That  faw  the  Lord  arifej 
Welcome  to  this  revivingBreaft, 
And  thofe  rejoicing  Eyes  ! 
%  The  King  himfelr  comes' near. 
And  feafts  bis  Saints  to^Dayj 


S   II  Spiritual    S  G  N  G  S\  109 

Here  we  may  fit,,  and  Te^ -him  herCj 
And  love,  and  praiie,   and  pray. 

3  One  Day  amidft  the  Place 

Where  mv  dear  God  hath  beesij 
Is  fweeter  than  Ten  Thoufand  Days 
Of  pleafurable  Sin. 

4  My  willing  Soul  would  liay 

In  fiich  a  Frame  as  thi?. 
And  lit  and  fing  herfalt  away 
To  everlafting  Blii's. 

XV.    Tbs   En]oyme?it  of  Chrift  j    or,    Delight  in 
IVor/'ip^- 

3  T7  A  R  from  my  Tho'ts  vain  World  be  gone. 
jL        Let  my  religious  Hours  alone  j 

Fain  would  my  Eyes  rny  Saviour  fee, 
I  wait  a  Vifit,  Lord,  from  Thee. 

2  My  Heart  grows  warm,  with  holy  Fire^   - 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  Defire  : 
Come,,  my  dear  ye/uSi  fiom  above. 
And  feed  my  Soul  with  heav'nly  Love, 

[3  The  Trees  of  Life  immortal  (land, 
In  flour'^iing  Rows,  at  thy  Right  Hand, 
And  in  fweet  Murmurs,   by  their  bide, 
Rivers  of  Blifs  perpetual  glide. 

4  Hafte  then,  but  with  a  fmiling  Face, 
And  fpread  theTabie  of  thy  Grace: 
Bfing  down  a  Tafte  of  Fruit  divine. 
And  cheer  my  Keari:  with  facred  Wine, 

'  5  Bleff  y^y^T,  whaf  delicious  Fare! 
How  iweet  thy  Enrertainments  areS 
Never  did  Angels  tafie  above, 
Redeeming  Grace  and  dying  Love. 
6  Hail,  great  Immanuel,   all  divine, 
In  Thee  thy  Fa tlier's  Glories  fnine: 
Thoubrightefty.fweeteft,  fairtii- One, 
That  £y^s  havefeen,  or  Angels  fcaown; 

Fz  XVi. 


no  HYMNS    and  B.I 

XVI.  Part  the  Second, 

7  T  ORD,  what  a  Heav*n  of  faving  Grace, 
I  _>  Shines  through  the  Beauties  of  thy  Fac 
And  lights  our  Paflions  to  a  Flame' 

Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  Name! 

8  When  I  can  fay,   my  God  is  mine! 
Vv^hen  I  can  feel  thy  Glories  (hine, 

1  tread  the  World  beneath  my  Feet, 
And  all  that  Earth  calls  Good  or  Great. 

9  While  fuch  a  Scene  of  facred  Joys 
Our  raptur'd  Eyes  and  Souls  employs; 
Here  we  could  fit,  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  everlafting  Day. 

10  Well,  we  fh?.ll  quickly  pafs  the  Night, 
To  the  fair  Coafts  of  perfect  Light  j 
Tken  ftir^.U  our  joyful  Senfes  rove 
O'er  the  dear  Objects  of  oyr  Love. 

[ii  There  fhall  we  drink  fuir Draughts  of  Bli 
And  pluck  new  Life  from  heavenly  irees! 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  beftow 
A  Drop  of  Heav'n  on  Worms  belsw. 

t%  Send   Comforts  down  from  thy  Right  Ha: 
While  we  paG:  through  this  barren  Land, 
And  in  thy  Temple  let  us  fee 
A  Glimpfe  of  Love,  a  Glimpfe  of  Thee.) 

XVIL  God's  Eternity. 

£   13  ISE,  rife  my  Soul,  and  leave  the  Grou 
IV     Stretch  all  my  Thoughts  abroad, 
And  roufe  up  ev'ry  tuneful  Sound, 
To  praife  th'  eternal  God. 
ft  Long  e'er  the  lofiy  Skies  were  fpread, 
Jehovah  fiU'd  his  l^irone; 
Or  Adrjm  form'd,  or  Angels  made, 
Ti»€  Maker  Jiv'd  alone. 


,  It.  Spiriiual    SONGS, 

His  boundlefs  Years  can  ne'er  decreafe, 

But  ftiU  maintain  their  Prime  j 
Eternity  's  his  dwelling  Place, 

And  ever  is  his  Time. 
While  like  a  Tide  our  Minutes  flow^ 

The  prefent  and  the  paft, 
He  fills  his  own  immortal  Now, 

And  fees  our  Ages  wafte. 
The  Sea  and  Sky  muft  perifli  too, 

And  vaft  Deftruftion  come  j 
The  Creatures,  look,  how  old  they  groWj 

And  wait  their  fiery  Doom  \ 
Wei),  let  the  Sea  fhrink  all  away, 

And  Flame  melt  down  the  Skies, 
My  God  fhall  live  an  endlefs  Day, 

When  th'oid  Creation  dies. 


XVIII.  rbe  Mintpy  of  Angels, 

ILJ  IG  H  on  a  Plill  of  dazzling  Light 

J.  A     The  King  ot  Gloj  y  fpreads  his  Seat^ 

And  Tro  ps  of  Angtls,  ftretch'd  for  Flight- 
'  Stand  waiting  sound  his  awful  Feet. 

*Go,  faith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel  ^^, 

Salute  the  Firgin^s  fruiffut  Womb  ; 

■\Make  hajle,  ye  Cherubs,  do^wn  belonx^ 

Sin^  and  proclaim  the  Sa'vtour  come. 
,  jjHere  a  bright  Squadron  leaves  the  Skies^ 

Aiid  thick  ar^Uiid  ELifha  Hands  j 

Anon  a  heav'niy  Soldier  flies, 

^And  breaks  the  Chains  fom  Peter'z  Hands, 
[,  Thy  winged  Troops^  O  God  oF  Hofts, 

Wait  Oil  thy  wand'ring  Church  below  5 


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Here 

332  HYMNS    and  B.  IT. 

Here  we  nre  failing  to  thy  Coafts, 
Let  Angels  be  our  Convc^y  too. 
5  JAre  they  not  all  thy  Servants,  Lord  ? 
At  thy  Command  ihey  go  and  come  ; 
"With  chearful  Hafte  obey  thy  Word, 
And  guard  thy  Children  to  thtirHome. 

XIX.   Cur  Bcdies  fraili  and  God  our  Pxeje^ver, 

I   y     E-X  oth,ers  boaft  how  ftrong  they'be, 
1    J   '*Hor  Death  nor  Danger  fear }, 
But  .we'll  coiifefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee,' 
What  feeble  Things  we  ;ire. 
a  Frefli  as  ihe  Graf^  our  Bodies  {la,nd. 
Aid  fl^urifh  bright  and  gr^y, 
A  blrfting  W  nd  fwee,  s  o'er  the  Land, 
And  fades  the  Grafs  away. 

3  Our  Life  contlains  a  thoufand  Springs, 

^'^.nd  dies  iF  one  be  gone : 
Strnge?  tha't  a  Harp  of  thoufand  Strings, 
Should  keep  in  Tune  fo  long! 

4  But   tis  our  God  fupports  our  Frame, 

The  God  that  built  us  firft  j 
Salvat'on  to  th'  Almighty  Nanie, 

That  r.  ar'd  us  from  the  Duft. 
[5  He  fpoke,  and  ftrait  our  Hearts  and  Brains, 

In  ?.[\  their  Motions  rcfe  j 
Lei  B^'oodj  faid  he,  J/o-w  round ihe  FcinSj 

And  round  the  Veins  it  flows. 
6  While  we  have  Breath,  «r  ufe  our  Tongues, 

Our  N;aker  we'll  adore  j 
K"is  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  Lungs, 

Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.] 


XX. 


ir,  ;:  spiritual    SONGS.  213 

X,     Bacljl'idings  and   Return! ;    or,  The  Incou" 
Jrancy  of  our  Lonje. 

WJ  K  Y  is  my  Hearc  fo  far  from  Thee, 

VV       My  God,   ray, chief  Deijglii:; 
Why  are  my  Thoughrs  no  ir^ort  by  Day 

With  the  Thee,  no  more  by  Night  ? 
a  Wfiiyihoald  my  fooliihT-Paflions  rove  I 

Where  can  fuch  Sweetnefs  be. 
As  i-Have  taftbd  in  thy  Love, 
As  I.have  found  in  Thee  ?  j 
When  'my  forgetful  Soul  renevvs 

The  Savour  of  thy  Grace, 
My  Heart  pre  fumes  I  cannot  Ibfe 
The  ReiiJh  all  my  Days. 
.  But  e'er'one  fleeting  Hour  is  pail, 
The  flatt  ring.  VYorld  einplcys 
Soiiie  fenluai  Bait  to  feize  my  Tafte, 

And  to  polTute  my  Joys. 
5  Trifles  of  Nature  or  of  Art, 

Wi;h  fair  deceitful  ChariT;S, 
Intrude  upon  my  thougiitiefs  Heart, 
And  thiuft  Tnee  from  my  Arms.] 
Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  Soul, 

That  I  fnouia  leave  Tbee'o, 
Y/iere  wili  thole  vviici  Alfedlions  roil 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 
■7  oiii's  promised  Joys  are  turn'd  to  Fain, 
And  I  am  droAn'd  in  Grief: 
But  my  clear  Lcrd  reiurns  again, 
He  flies  to  my  Relief. 
\  Seizing  my  Soul  with  fweet  Surprize, 
He  draws  With  loving  Bands  5 
'^nvJne  C'ompaffion  in  his  Eyes, 
;:.n.d  Pardon  in  his  Hands,] 
y      .  ietcii  that  I  am,   tv")  wander  thusj 
iH  Choice  of  falie  Delight  I 

F  4.  ^  Let. 


524.  HYMNS    and  B.  IL 

Let  me  be  faften'd  to  thy  Crofs, 

Rather  than  loCe  ihy  Sight.} 
(lo  Make  Hafte,   my  Days,  to  reach  the  Goal> 

And  bring  my  Heart  to  reft, 
On  the  dear  Centre  of  my  Soul, 

My  God,  my  Saviour's  Breaft.] 

XXI.  A  Song  of  Pratfe  to  God  the  Redeemer. 

X  T     ET  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Song     .. 

I  J     Of  gT^zx  Diifna,  itnd  ot  yon/e, 
But  the  fweet  Theme  that  moves  my  Tongue 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  Love, 
a  Belioid  a  God  dcTcends  ::nd  dies, 
To  frnve  my  Soul  from  gapmg  Hell  j 
How  the  l^lack  Gulph  where  Sa!an  lies 
YawnM  ro  receive  me  ^^hen  I  fell ! 

3  How  Juf'iceiVown'd,  and  Vengeance  ftood, 
To  drive  me  down  to  endlefs  Pain  ! 

But  the  great  Son  propositi  h  s  Blood, 
Aivi  heav'iiiv  Wrath  grew  mild  ag^in. 

4  Infinite  Lovei,  gracious  Lord, 

To  Ihtre  he  endlels  Honour  grv'n  3 
Thy  wcnd'rous  Name  (hall  be  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  Earth,  aud  wider  Heav'n. 

XXIL  U^'ith  God  is  terrible  Maj.'fy. 

3   'Y^ERRIBLE  God  that  reign'ft  ©n  high, 
A        Hew  awful  is  thy  thund'rint;  Hand  I 
Thy  fiery  Holts  ho.v  fi,  rc^  fhey  fly! 
No/  CM\  ;.ll  Earth  or  H  il  withiland. 

a  Tiiis  the  old  Rebel  Angels  knew, 
An^'  Satan  fell  bei.e;ith  tiy  Fro.vn: 
Thine  Arrow  e  ftrnckthe  Ti  si  tor  through, 
And  weighty  Vengeance  funk  liim  uown, 

3  This  ^■cHom  fet,  and  fet-is  itfliil. 
And  roars  beneath  th'  eternal  Load; 

mth 


B.  II.  spiritual   SONGS.  T15 

IVtth  endhfs  Burnings,   n,vho  can  dnjjell, 
Or  bear  the  Fury  of  a  God? 
4  Tremble,   ye  Sinners,  and  fdbmit. 

Throw  down  your  Ariiis  before  his  Throne, 
'SttnA  your  Heads  low  beneath  his  Feet, 
Or  his  itrong  Hand  fnall  crufh  you  down. 
nd  ye,  bieft  Saints,  that  love  bin)  too, 
ith  Rev'renee  bo  a  bef'^re  his  Name, 
I  iiiis  all  bis  hcav'nly  Ss;  vants  do  :  "^ 

God  is  a  bright  and  burning  Fb.me. 

XXIII.    The  Sight  of  God  and  Chriil  ift  Heanjsn, 

J   y\  E  S  C  E  N  D  from  Heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
%_J  Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  Wings, 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  Reaciiof  tlieic  inferior  Th;ng^, 

z  Beyond,  be\'ondM his  lower  Sky, 
Up  where  eternal  Ages  roll,. 
Where  folid  Meafuresi  ntver  die> 
And  Fruits  immcrtai  fe-aft.the  ijouU 

3  O  tor  a  Sight,   a  plt:afing  Sight, 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  Throne  ! 

There  fits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  Lighr> 

Cloth'd  in  a  Body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  Saints  ar. iind  him  ftand, 

And  Thrones  and  Powers  before  him  fjjlj 
The  God  iliines  gracious  through  the  Man, 
And  fhedsfweet  Gloi  ics  on  them  all. 

^  O  what  amazing  Joys  they  feeJ, 
While  to  their  golden  Harps  they  fing, 
And  ht  on  ev'ry  heav'niy  Hill, 
And  fpread  the  Triumphs  of  their  King. 

^;  When  jhal!  the  Day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  fhall  mount  to  dwell  above,' 
And  itand  and  bow  amongft'em  there. 
And  view  thy  Face,  and  fmg,  and  love. 

F  J  XXTA 


HYMNS   and  B.  11. 


XXTV.  7he  E^ll  of  Sin  ^'ifible  in  the  Fall  of  Angds 
and  Men, 

X   \  Jf  THEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  Skies, 
W       Aiui  foiiiVd  all  Nature  with  a  Word, 
The  joyful  Cher\jbs  tun'd  his  Praii'e, 
And  ev'ry  bendirg  Throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  Midlt  oF  ail  the  Tiirong, 
Satan,  a  tall  Arch-Angel,  fat, 
*Amongll:  the  Moining  Stars  hefung, 
'Till  Sin  deftroyM  hisheav'nly  State, 

[3  'Twi^s  Sin  that   liurl'd  him  from  his  Throne* 
Grov'iing  in  Fire  the  Rebel  lits; 
-fHonx)  art  thou  funk  in  Darkncfs  doix'n. 
Son  of  the  Mvrning,  from  the  tkies.'] 

4  And  thus  our  two  fii  (t  Parents  flood. 
Till  Sin  dtHi'd  the  happy  Ph-ice  5 
They  left  their  Gsr^'en  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  ther  unborn  Race. 

^5  Fo  fpiung  the  !  lague  from  Adam's  BowY, 
And  fp'  ead  DeltruClion  all  abroad  ; 
Sin,  ti.e  curll  Natne,  and  in  One  Hour, 
Sp  ird  Six  Days  Lal)our  of  a  God.] 

6  Tremble,   my  Sonl,  and  mourn  for  Griefj^ 
That  f'Ach  a  Foe  (liould  feize  thy  Breaft  3 
Fly  to  the  Lord  for  quick  Relief; 

O  may  he  flay  this  neachTcus  Gucft. 

7  Then  to  thy  Throne,   viiitorious  King, 
Then  to  thy  Throne  our  Shouts  fhall  rl!"e, 
Thme  everiading  Arm  we  fing, 

For  Sin  the  Monlter  bleeds  and  dies. 


.*  Job  xxxYJii.  7.  f  Ifaiah  xiv,  12. 

XXV, 


E.  II.  Spiritual   SONG  S\  3 

XXV.  Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth, 

1  A/T  Y  drowfy  Pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  ? 
iVX     Awake'my  liuggifli  Soul  ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  Work  to  do^ 

Yet  nothing's  half  To  dull. 

2  The  little  Ants  for  one  poor  Grain. 

Laboar,  and  tug,   and  ft;  iv'e. 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  Heav'n  t' obtain. 
How  negligent  we  live  ? 

3  We,  for  whofe  Sake  ail  Na'.ure  {lands. 

And  Stars  their  Courfcs  move^ 
We,  for  whofe  Guaid  the  Angel  Bands 
Come  Sying  horn  ahove  j 
j^  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  ca:r.e  down, 
And  iabour''d  for  ou;;  Good, 
How  carel.':'fs  to  fecure  that  Crown, 
He  pur.has  d  with  his  Biood  ! 
5  Lord,   ihali  we  lie  lofluggifti  ftiil, 
And  never  aft  our  i^a  ^.s  ? 
Conie,  holy  Dove,  fro  n  heavenly  HiJ, 
And  fi;   and  warm  our  Hearts. 
(i  Then  Hiali  our  adive  Spirits  move, 
Upward  our  Soul;  fnall  rife; 
With  Hands  of  Faith,  and  Wings  of  Love, 
We'll  fly,   and  take  the  Prize." 

invylL 

f.  T     O  R  D,  we  are  blind,  we  Mortals  blind, 
%i_j    We  can't  behold  thy  bright  Abode } 
O  'tis  beyond  a  Creature-mind, 
To  glance  a  Th.^ught  half-way  to  God  ! 

2  Infinite  Leagues  beyond  the  Sky, 
The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone, 
V/here  neither  Wings  nor  Souls  can  fly, 
llcr  Angels  clJiXib  the  toplefs  Throne/ 

F  6  3  Ti 


r 


s-i8  HYMNS  and  B.  IL 

3  The  Lcrd  of  Glory  builds  bis  Seat 
Of  Gems  iiifnperably  bright, 
.-^nd  lays  beneath  his  facied  Feet, 
Subftantial  Beams  of  gloomy  Night. 

4  Yet,  Glorious  lord,  thy  gracious  Eyes 
Look  through,  and  chear  us  from  abon-e  j 
Beyond  our  i^raife  thy  Grandeur  flies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 

XXVII.      Frulfe  ye  him   ail  his   Angels,     Pfalm 
cxlviii.  z. 

I   /^  OD!    th' eternal  awnil  Name, 

\_y     That  the  whole  heav'niy  Army  fears  j 
Thatfhakes  the  wide  Creatioj/s  Frame, 
Ar:d  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

1  Like  Flames  of  Fire  his  Servants  are, 
And  Lih,ht  furrounds  his  Dwelling  Place; 
But,  Ol  ye  fieiy  Flames,  declare 
The  blighter  Glor.ies  of  his  Face. 

3  'Tis  not  tor  fueh  poor  Worms  as  we 
To  ipeak  fo  infinite  aTbingj 

But  youi'  immortal  Eyes  fui  vty 

The  Beauties  of  your  SovVeign  King. 

4  Tell  how  he  fliews  his  fmilin^  Face, 
And  cloihes  all  Heaven  in  bright  Array  j 
Triumph  and  Joys  i  un  through  the  Place, 
And  Son^s  eternal  as  the  Day. 

c  Speak  (tor  you  feel  his  burnin-g  Love) 
What  Ze  1  it  fprtads  thn>ugh  al  your  FrAme  j 
That  facred  Fire  dwells  all  above. 
For  we  on  Earth  have  loH:  the  Name. 

[6  Sing  of  his  Pow'r  and  JvnVice  too, 
That  infinite  Kighi  Hand  cf  his. 
That  vanquifli'd  Satan  and  liis  Crew, 
And  Thunder  drove  them  down  from  Blifs.] 

\-j  What  mighty  Storir:3  of  poifon'd  Daits 

*"  Were  hufl'it  uDon  th9  Rebels  there  ! 

What 


B.  IT.  Spiritual  SONGS.  229 

What  deadly  Tav'lins  naii'd  their  Hearts 
Faft  to  the  Racks  of  long  Defpair!] 

[S  Shout  to  your  King,  you  heav'niy  Hofl : 
You  that  behold  the  linking  Foe  ; 
Finrdy  ye  ftood  whrn  they  were  loft  : 
Praiie  the  rich  Grace  that  kept  ye  fo.] 

9  PfoclFdm.  his  Wonders  from  the  Skies,, 
Let  evTy  diitant  Nation  hcai  j 
And  while  you  found  his  lofty  Praife, 
Let  humble  Mortals  bow  and  fear. 


'S 


XXVIII.    Dealh  and  Eiernity. 

I'OOP  down,  my  Tho'rs,  that  ufe  to  rife, 
Converfe  awhile  with  Death  j 
Think  how  a  gafpin^  Moi  tal  lies, 

'And  pants  away  his  Bre^itli. 
His  quiv'ring  Lip  hangs  feebly  down, 

HisPuifes  faint  ?.nd  few, 
Then,  fpeechlels,  wirh  a  doleful  Groanj 

He  bids  the  World  adieu. 
But,   O  the  Soul  tiiat  never  dies  ! 

h  I  once  it  Ie:\ves  the  Clay  ! 
Ye  Though. s,  puifue  it  where  it  flies, 

And  track  its  wond'rous  Way. 
Up  to  the  Courts  where  Angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  t:  iuniphing  the;  e  ; 
Or  Devils  plunge  it  down  to  Hell, 

In   infinite  Defpair. 
And  muft  my  Boviy  faint  and  die? 

And  muft  this  Soul  remove  ? 
O  !  for  fome  Guardian  Angel  nigh, 

To  bear  it  fafe  above  ! 
J  ejus  y  to  thy  dear  faithful  Hand 

My  Ur.ked  Soul  I  truft. 
And  my  Flefti  waits  for  thy  Command, 

io  drop  into  my  Duft, 

XXIX, 


fA 


120  HYMNS  and  B.  11. 

XXIX.  Redemption  by  PrUe  a>:d  Pczver. 

1  <y it  SUS,  with  all  thy  Saints  above, 
^  My  Tongue  would  bear  her  Part, 
Would  loiind  aloud  thy  faving  Love, 

And  fing  thy  bleeding  Heart. 

2  Bleil  be  the  Lamb,   my  dearell  Lord, 

Who  bouglit  me  with  his  Blood, 
And  quenched  his  Father'^  flaming  Sword 
In  his  own  vital  Flood. 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  Soul 

From  Safans  heavy  Chains, 
.And  fent  the  Lion  down  to  howl. 
Where  He'll  and  Horror  reigns. 

4  All  Glory  to  the  dying  Lr^mb, 

Ai;d  ncver-ceaiing  Praife, 
While  Angeli  live  to  know  his  Name, 
Or  Saints  to  feel  his  Grace, 

XXX.  Heavenly  Joy  en  Earth, 

[i/*^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
V>i     And  let  oar  joys  be  known  j 
Join  in  a  Song  with  fweet  Accord, 
And  thus  iurrovnd  the  Throne, 
a  The  Sorrows  of  the  Mind 
Be  b:inifh:'d  from  the  Place ! 
Religion  never  was  dtt^xgrCdi 
To  make  our  Pleafurelefs.] 
3  Let  thofe  refufe  to  fing 

That  never  knew  our  God, 
But  Favorites  of  theHeav'nly  King, 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 
[4  The  God  that  ru^es  on  Iiigh, 
And  thunders  when  he  pieafe. 
That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  Sky, 
And  manages  the  Seas.] 

c  This 


B.  IX.  Sfirifu^4  S  0  N  G  S.  12  j 

5  This  awful  God  is  curs, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love, 
He  ihall  fend  down  his  heav'nly  Pow'rs 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  iliall  fee  his  F^ce, 

And  never,  never  fin  ; 
There,  horn  the  Rivers  of  his  Grace, 
Drink  endiefs  Fieafures  in. 

7  Yes,   and  before  we  .rife 

To  that  immortal  State, 
The  Thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  Blifs 
Should  conftant  Joys  create. 
[8  The  'c.len  01  Grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below, 
Celeftial  Fruits  on  earthly  Ground 
From  Faith  and  Hope  may  grow, 

9  The  HiU  of  Sion  yields 

A  thoufand  facred  Sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  h.e«v'nly  Fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  Streets. 

10  Th.en  let  our  Songs  abound. 

And  ev'ry  Tear  be  d;  y ; 
We're  marching  through  hnmanueVi  Ground, 
To  fairer  Worlds  on  high.] 

XXXI.  Chrift'.'  Prefence  makes  Death  eafy. 

H  Y  fhould  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  tim'rons  Worms  we  Mortals  are  I 
Death  is  the  Gate  of  endiefs  Joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 
%  The  Pains,  the  Groans,  and  dying  Strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  Souls  awvay  j 
Stiii  we  fhrink  back  again  to  Life, 
:     Fond  of  our  Prifon,  and  our  Clay. 
3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  Soul  fhould  ftretch  her  Wings  in  Hafte, 

Fly 


12  z  HY  M  N  S    and  B.  II. 

Fly  fearlefs  thiough  Death's  Iron  Gate, 
Nor  feel  the  Teirors  as  fhe  pafsM. 
4  Jrjiis  can  make  a  dying  Bed 
Feel  foft  as  downy  Pillows  are, 
While  on  hi ;  Bre:ilt  I  lean  my  Head, 
And  breathe  my  Life  cut  !•'.  eetly  there. 

XXXII.    Frailly  and  Folly. 

I    JJ^  O  W  fhort  and  hally  is  our  Life ! 
-L  A     How  vail  our  Sours  Affairs! 
Yet  feni'eiefs  Mortals  vainly  ftrive 
To  lavifli  out  their  Years. 
a  Our  Days  run  though tlzfiy  along. 
Without  a  Moment's  btay, 
Juit  like  a  Story  or  a  Song, 
We  pafs  our  Lives  a  a  ay. 

3  Go  i  frcim  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  maicii  heedleis  on, 
And  ever  halt'ning  to  the  Tomb, 
Scoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  defei  ve  the  deepell  Hell, 

That  flight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  Chains  of  Vengeance  ihould  we  fee), 
That  b  eak  fuch  Cords  of  Lovc ! 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  Sovereign  Grace, 

And  lift  our  Thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  Race^ 
And  lee  Salvation  nigb. 

XXXIII.     rhe  hJeJfed  Society  in  Hea'ven, 

I    O  A  I  S  E  thee,    my  Soul,  fly  up,   and  run 
|\     Through  e\'ry  heavenly  fe'treet, 
Afid  fay,  There's  noi.'ght  below  the  Sun 
That's  woithy  ol  thy  Feet. 
fi  Thus  will  we  mount  on  facred  Wings* 
And  tread  the  Courts  above  5 

Nor 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  a«3 

Nor  Earth,  nor  all  her  mightieft  Things, 
Shall  temj^  our  meaneft  Love,] 

3  There,  on  a  high  majeftic  Throne, 

Th  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  fheds  his  glorious  G  jodnefs  down 
On  all  the  blifsful  Plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  Sun,  the  Saviour  fits, 

And  fpreads  eternal  Noon  j 
No  Evnings  there,  nor  gloomy  Nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  Moon. 

5  Amidft  thofe  ever-ihining  Skies 

Behold  the  facred  Dove, 
While  banifti'd  Sin  and  Sorrow  flies 
From    11  the  Realms  of  Love. 

6  The  glorious  Tenants  of  the  Place 

Stand  bending  round  the  Throne; 
And  Saints  and  ;eraphsririg  and  praife 

The  infinite  Thrte  One. 
[7  But  O  what  Beams  of  hear'nly  Grace 

Tranfport  them  al!  the  while  ! 
Ten  Thoufand  Smiles  from  jefui'  Face, 

And  L  ve  in  ev'ry  Smile  ! 
8  Jefus,   and  when  (hall  that  dear  Day, 

That  joyful  liour  appear, 
When  I  fnali  leave  this  Houfe  of  Clay, 

To  dwell  amon^ft  'em  there  ?] 

XXXiV.  Brest bing  after  ike  Holy  Spirit',  or,  F^r- 
njency  oj  Dev-tton  dejired. 

COME,  Hnjy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 
_       With  all  iliy  quickening  PovvVs, 
Kmdle  a  i  lime  of  iacred  T.ove 
In  chefe  cold  He  i!  ts  of  ours. 
Lo  k,   how  vve  grovel  here  below. 

Fond  f.f  theie  t'iiling  Toys; 
Our  Souis  can  neith  -r  iy  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  Joys^, 

2  Li 


X24.    •  HTM  N  S  and    .  B.  II. 

3  In  vain  we  time  our  formal  Songs, 

In  vain  wcUr'ivs  to  rife j' 
Hoff'.r.'naj  !angu^fhx)n  our  Tongues^ 
And  our  Drvo'ion  uies. 

4  .Dear  Lord  !  and  fha!l  we  ever  lie 
'*' At  this  poo!  dyin^,-  Rate; 

Our  Love  fo  tairjr,  fo  cold  to  thee? 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come.t  Holy  Spirit,  Ileav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  qiick'ning  PowYs, 
Come,  filed    bioad  a  Saviour's  Love, 
And  that  fh.ill  kindle  ours. 

XXXV.  Froifeto  God  for  Creaiion  andRedemplhn* 

1  T     ET  thenn  negleft  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
X-^     Who  never  knew  thy  Grace, 

But  our  loud  j-onrs  (h?ii  ftill  record 
The  VVondtrsof  tJ^yPiaife. 

2  We  raifeour  Shuut?,  t  God,  to  The?, 

And  fend  them  to  thy  Throne, 
All  Glory  to  th'UNl'TED  Three, 
The  Undivided  One, 

3  'Twas  He  (and  we'll  adore  his  Name) 

That  forni'd  us  by  a  Wc;d, 
'Tis  he  refl',;res  ourVuin'd  Frame  j 
Salvati,  n  to  the  Lord  ! 

4  Bofo-nna  !    let  the  Earth  and  Skies 

Report  the  joyful  Sound, 
Rocks,  Hills  and  Vales,  reflea  the  Voice, 
In  6he  eternal  Round. 

XXXVL  Chri.lv   Intcrajfion. 

7    \KT  ELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
W       T'  appear  befoi  e  our  God, 
To  fprinkie  o'er  the  fi;\ming  Throne, 
With  hiS  atonir.j^  Blopd. 

a  No 


B.  ir.  Spirituai  S  O  N  G  S\  1*5 

«  No  fiery  Vengeance  new, 

Nor  burning  Wrath  coma's  down  | 
If  Jultice  calls  for  binners  Blood, 
The  Saviour  fnews  his  own. 
3  Before  his  Father  s  Eye 

Our  humble  Suit  he  moves, 
I'he  Father  lays  his  Tiumder  by. 
And  looks,  and  fuiiies,  ar,d  Joves, 
4.  Now  may  otir  joyful  Tongues 
Our  Makci's  Honour  iing, 
Jefus  the  Prieft  receives  our  Songs, 
And  bears  'em  to  the  King. 
[5  We  bow  before  his  Face, 

And  found  his  ( ilories  high, 
**  Hojanna  to  the  God  of  Grace, 
*'  That  lays  his  Thunder  by,] 
<*  On  Earth  rhy  Mei  cy  reigns, 
"  And  triumphs  all  above  j" 
But,  Lo(d,  how  \weak  the  mortal  Strains 
To  fi^eak  iin-miirtal  Love  > 
[7  How  jarring    and  how  low. 
Are  ail  the  Notes  we  fing  !  ' 
Sweet  Saxiour  tune  <-  ur  Songs  anew, 
And  they  fhall  pkafe  the  King.] 

XXXVII.  i:he  Same, 

II  FT  up  your  Eye?  to  heav'niy  Seat?, 
J     Where  your  Redeemer  Itays  j 
Kind  IntercefTor,   there  he  fits, 
ll        And  loves,  and  ple-ds,  :nrl  prays. 
'2  'T'.'ias  well,  :  '■■:':■  thee. 

And  fhed  i 
Appeas'd  fterii  jiaiije  :  "  irt;  j  ree, 
And  then  sroYe  to  God. 
3  Petitions  now  and  Praife  may  rif?, 
And  Saints  their  Off 'rings  bring, 

The 


ii6  HYMNS   and  B.  11. 

The  Prieft  with  his  own  Sacrifice 
Prefents  them  to  the  King. 
[4  Let  Papifts  triail  what  Names  they  plcafe, 
Th  ir  Saints  and  Angels  boaft  j 
WeH'e  no  fuch  Advocates  as  thefe. 
Nor  pray  to    heav'nly  Hoft] 
5  Jefus  alone  fhall  bear  my  Cries 
Up  to  his  Father's  Throne  j 
He  (deareft  Lord)  perfumes  my  Sighs, 
And  fweeiens  ev'ry  Groan. 
[6  Ten  Thoufand  Praifes  to  the  King, 
Hofanna  in  the  high'ft  j 
Ten  Thoufand  Thanks  our  Spirits  bring 
To  God,  and  tohisC/Jiri/^.] 

XXXVIII.    Love  to  Cod. 

I  TT  A  P  P  Y  the  Heart  where  Graces  reign, 
Xl    'Where  Love  infjpires  the  Breaft, 
Love  is  the  brii,htt(t  of  the  Train, 
And  Hrengthens  all  the  reft, 
a  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  Fear, 
Ourftubborn  Sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  Love  be  abfent  there. 

3  'Tis  Love  that  makes  our  cheaiful  Feet 

In   fwift  Obedience  move, 
The  Drvils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Saian  cannot  love. 

4  This  is   he  Grace  ih  t  lives  and  fingSj 

V\hen  P^a'-th  and  Hops  fiiaU  c-a/ej 
'Tis  this  (hall  ft:  ike  our  joyfvil  Strings 
In  the  Sweet  Realms  ot  JBlifs. 

5  Before  we  quite  fo.fak^^  our  Clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  Abode, 
The  Wings  of  Love  bear  us  aw.".y 
To  fee  our  fmiling  God. 

XXXIX. 


B.  II,  Spiritual  SONG  S.  la-j 

XXXIX.  Ibe  Shertnefi  and  Mifery  a/  Life, 

s/^  UR  Days,  alas?  are  mortal  Days, 
KJ     Ai  e  iliort  and  wretched  too  \ 
*£'vil  and  ffou,  the  Patriarch  fays, 
-    And  well  the  Patriarch  knew. 
%  'Tis  but  at  beft  a  narrow  Bound 
That  Heav'n  allows  to  Men, 
And  Pains  and  tins  run  through  the  Round 
Ot  Threefcore  Years  and  Ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  (^Wf 

Run  on  my  Days  in  Kalle; 
Moments  of  Sin,  and  Months  of  Woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fad. 

4  Let  heav'nly  Love  prepare  my  Soul, 

'  And  call  her  to  the  Skies, 
Where  Years  of  long  Salvation  roll, 
And  Glory  never  dies. 

XL.  Our  Comfort  in  the  Covenant  made  <with  Chrift, 

UR  God,  how  firm  his  Promife  Hands, 
Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  Facej 
He  trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  Hands, 

His  Glory  and  his  Grace. 
Then  why,  my  Soul,  thefe  fad  Complaints, 

Since  Chriji  and  we  are  One  ? 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  Saints, 

Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
Beneath  his  Smiles  my  Heart  has  liv'd, 

And  Part  of  Heav'n  poffeft ; 
I  praife  his  Name  for  Grace  receiv'd, 

And  truft  him  for  the  reft. 


♦  Gen.  xlvii,  9« 

KLh 


123  HYMtfS    and  B/II. 

XLI.    A  Sight  of  Cod  mortif.es  us  to  the  World, 

I  T  TP  to  the  Fields  where  Angels  He, 
\J      And  living  Waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  Would  my  J  houghts  leap  out  arjd  fly, 
But  Sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  Soul. 

a  Thy  wond'rous  Biood,    dear  dying  CZ'riy?, 
Can  m-.ke  this  Load  of  Guilt  remove  j 
And  thou  can'ft  bear  me  where  thou  fl^  'ft, 
On  thy  kind  Wings,   ceietlial  Dove! 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  fee 
The  Glories  of  th'  eternal  Skies, 

What  iittle  Things  thef.  Worlds  would  be! 
How  defpicable  to  my  Eyes  ! 

4  Had  I  a  Glance  of  TheCj  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  Men  woud  vanifh  foon, 
Vaniili  as  tho'  I  faw 'em  n  t, 

As  a  di rh  Candle  dies'at  Noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  (liouid  percei\  e  tiie  N.  il'e  no  mere 
Than  we  can  hear  a  fliaking  Leaf, 

Wi)ile  raitling  Thunders  ro.  nd  us  roar, 

6  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  Kn.g,     ' 
Let  me  but  view  ihy  lovely  Face, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  ftiali  bow  and  fing 
Thine  endlefs  Grandeur,  and  thy  Grace. 

XLir.  DeUght  in  God. 

I  Ti /f  Y  God,  what  endlefs  Pleafures  dwell 
iVJL     Above,  at  thy  Right  Hand  ! 
The  Courts  below,  how  amiable. 
Where  all  thy  Graces  Itan;!  ! 
a  The  Swallow  near  thy  Temple  lies. 
And  chirps  a  chearful  Note  j 
The  Lark  mounts  upward  to  thy  Skies, 
And  tunes  her  warbling  Throat, 

3  And 


B.  II.  Spiritual    S  Q  ^^  G  S,  xzf 

3  Audwe,  wHen  in  thy  PreTence,  'Lord, 

V/e  ftiout  with  joyful  Tongues, 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  Board, 

We  crown  the  Feaft  with  Songs. 

4  Whi4e  Jefus  (hines  with  quick'ning  Grace, 

We  fm^  and  mount  on  high  j 
But  if  a  Frown  becloud  his  face,    , 

We  taint,  and  tire,  and  die. 
[5  Juft  as  we  fee  the  lonefome  Dove 

Bemoan  her  vvidow'd  State, 
Wandering  ihe  flies  thro'  all  the  Grove, 
\   And  mourns  her  loving  Mate. 
,     6  Juft  fo  our  Thoughts  from  Thing  to  Thing, 

In  re.ftiefs  Circles  rove; 
Juft  fo  we  droop,  and  hang  the  Wing, 

Wher»  Jefus  hides  his  Love.] 

XLIII.  ChriftV  Sufferingi  and  Ghry, 

X   T^T  P  W  for  a  Tune  of  Wiy  Praife,     ^ 
X^      To  great  Jeho'vah's  equal  Sen  ! 
A\v?ke,  my  Voice,  in  heav'nly  Lays, 
Tell  the  loud  Wonders  he  hath  done. 

ft  Sing  how  he  left  the  Worlds  of  Light, 
And  the  bright  Robes  he  wore  above  j 
How  fwift  and  joyful  was  his  Flight 
On  VVirigs  of  everlafting  Love. 

[3  Dov\n  to  this  bafe,  this  fmful  Earthy 
He  came  to  raife  cur  Nature  high  j 
He  came  f  atone  Almighty  Wrath  j 
Jefus  the  God  wss  born  to  die.] 

[4  Hell  and  its  Lions  roarM  ar©und. 
His  precious  Blood  the  Monfters  fpiif-. 
While  weighty  Sorrows  preft  him  down. 
Large  as  the  Loads  of  all  cur  Guilt.] 

5  Deep  in  the  Shades  of  gloomy  Death, 
Th' Almighty  Captive' Pris'nec  lay  ; 

Th'AI. 


130  HYMNS  and  B.  D 

Th' Almighty  Captive  left  the  Earth, 
And  rcfe  to  eveiiafting  Day. 

i  Lift  up  your  Eyes,  ye  Sons  of  Light, 
Up  to  his  Throne  of  ii\\mn^  Grace, 
See  what  immortal  Glories  fit 
Round  the  fweet  Beauties  of  his  Face. 

7  Amongft  a  Thoufand  Harps  and  Songs 
Jefus  the  God  exalted  re:gns, 
Hisfacred  Name  fills  all  their  Tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'nJy  Plains. 

XLIV.  Hell'j  or.  The  l^engeance  of  God. 

1   \1|7  ITH  holy  Fear,  and  humble  Song, 

W       The  dreadful  God  our  Souls  adore  j 
Rev'rence  and  Awe  become  the  Tongue 
That  fpeaks  the  Ferrers  of  his  Pow'r. 

a  Far  in  the  Deep,  where  Darkneis  dwells, 
The  Land  of  Horror  and  Defjpair, 
Juftice  iias  built  a  dlfmai  Hell, 
And  laid  her  Stores  of  Vengeance  there. 

[3  Eternal  Plagues  and  heavy  Chains, 
Tormenting  Racks  and  fiery  Coals, 
And  Darts  t'  inflidt  immortal  Pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  Blood  of  damned  Souls.] 

[4  There  Satan  the  firft  Sianerlies, 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  Iron  Bands  j 
In  vain  the  Rebel  ftrives  to  ri/e, 
CrufhM  with  the  Weight  of  both  thy  Hands.] 

5  There,  guilty  Ghofts  of  Adam%  R  ice. 
Shriek  out  and  howl  beneath  thy  Rod  ; 
Once  they  would  fcorn  a  Saviour's  Grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

5  Tremble,  my  Soul,  and  k  fs  the  Son  j 
Sinners,  obey  the  Saviour's  Call; 
Elfe  your  Danmation  haftenson. 
And  Hell  gapes  wide  to,  wait  your  Fall. 

XLV.* 


I 


B.  11.  spiritual   SONGS.  ijt 

XLV.  God's  Condefcevfion  to  our  IVor/hip. 


I  '  H  Y  Favours,  Lord,  furprife  our  Souls, 
3l     Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 
What  cajill  rhou  find  beneath  the  Poles, 
To  tempt  thy  Chariot  downward  thus  ? 
a  Still  might  he  fill  his  ftarry  Throne, 
And  pleai'e  his -Ears  with  Gabriel's  Songs  3 
But  heav'nly  Majeity  comes  dovvn, 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  Tongues. 

3  Great  God,  what  poor  Returns  we  pay. 
For  Love  io  infinite  as  thine  j 

Words  are  but  Aij-,  and  Tongues  but  Clay,, 
But  thy  Compaffion's  all  divine. 

XLVL  God's  Condefcenfion  to  Human  Affairs. 

X   T  TP  to  the  Lord  ihat  reigns  on  high, 
\^    And  views  the  Nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlaiting  Praifes  fly. 
And  tell  how  large  his  Bounties  are. 

[a  He  that  can  ihake  the  Worlds  he  made, 
Or  with  his  Word,  o-r  with  his  Rod, 
His  Goodiiefs  how  amazing  great ! 
And  what  a  condefcending  God  !] 

[3  God  that  muftftoopto  view  the  Skies, 
And  bow  to  fee  what  Angels  do, 
Down  to  our  Earth  he  cafts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  Footiteps  downward  too.] 

4  He  over- rules  all  mortal  Things, 
And  manages  our  mean  Affairs ; 
On  humble  Souls  the  King  of  Kings 
Beftows  his  Ccunfels  and  his  Cares. 

5  Our  Sorrows  and  our  Tears  we  pour 
Into  the  Bofom  of  our  God  j 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour^ 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  Load, 
.  G  6  Is 


X32'  HYMNS  and  B.  l\ 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  Princes  try 
Such  Condefcenfion  to  perform  ; 

For  Worms  were  never  raised  fo  high. 
Above  their  meaneft  Fellow-Worm. 

7  O  could  our  thankful  Hearts  devife 
A  Tribute  equ  il  to  thy  Grace, 

To  the  Third  Heav'n  our  Songs  fliould  rife. 
And  teach  the  golden  Harps  thy  Praife. 

XLVH.  Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Per/on  of  Chril 

I  T^  O  W  f  o  the  Lord  a  noble  Song  I 

X\    Awake  my  Soul,  awake  my  Tongue  j 

Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundlefsXove  proclaim. 

3  See  where  it  fhines  in  Jefus''  Face, 
The  brighteft  Image  of  his  Grace  j 
God,  in  the  Perfon  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightieft  Works  out-done. 

3  The  fpacious  Earth,  and  fpreading  Flood, 
Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  Glories  from  afar 

Sparkle  in  every  rolling  Star. 

4  But  in  his  Looks  a  Glory  ftands, 
The  nobleft  Labour  of  thine  Hands : 
The  pleafing  Leftre  of  his  Eyes 
Out-lhines  the  Wonders  of  the  Skies. 

5  Grace !  'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  Theme ^ 
My  Thoughts  rejoice  at  Jefus"  Name  : 
Ye  Angels  dwell  upon  the  Sound, 

Ye  Heav'ns  refleft  it  to  the  Ground, 

6  O  may  I  live  to  reach  the  Place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  Face ; 
Where  all  his  Beauties  you  behold, 
And  fmg  his  Name  to  Harps  of  Gold ! 


XLVJi 


B.  11.  Spiritual   S  O  N  G  £.  i-i,^ 

XLVIII.  Lq^vs  to  the  Creatures  is  danger ous, 

1  T  T  O  W  vain  are  all  Things  here  below! 
XX  How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair! 

Each  Pieafure  hath  its  Poilbn  too. 
And  ev'ry  Sweet  a  Snare. 

2  The  brightefl  Things  below  the  Sky 

Give  bat  a  flatt'ring  Light  j 
We  fliould  fiifpecl  foaie  danger  nigh. 
Where  we  poffefs  Dehght. 

3  Ourdeareft  Joysj  and  neareft  Friends,  ^ 

The  Partners  of  our  Biood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  Mind€, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  The  Fondnefs  of  a  #reature's  Love^ 

How  ih'ong  it  ftrikes  the  Senfe ! 
Thither  the  Warm  Affecliions  movej. 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Beauties  be 

My  Soui's  eternal  Food  j 
And  Grace  command  my  Heart  away 
From  all  created  Good. 

XLIX.  Mofes  dying  in  the  Embrace  of  God. 

SATH  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid. 


D 


If  Gcd  bewiih  us  there  j 
We  may  walk  through  her  darkeft  Shade, 

And  never  yield  to  Fear, 
I  could  renounce  my  All  below. 

If  my  Creator  bid, 
And  run,  if  I  was  cajl'd  to  go, 

And  die  as  Mofes  did. 
Might  I  but  climb  to  Pi/gah's  Top, 

And  view  the  promised  I-arrd,  , 
My  Fle/h  itfelf  ihould  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  Command. 

G  z  4  Ckfp'd 


134  HYMNS  and  E.  1 

4  .^ClarpM  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  Arms, 
I  woind  forger  my  Bresth, 
And  lofe  my  Life  «mongthc  Charms 
Of  fo  di\ineaDeath. 

L.  Comfort  under  Sorrcivs  and  Pains. 

',1;  "^T  O  W  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile, 
J3i    And  {hew  ir.y  Name  upon  his  Heart  j 
I  would  forget  my  P.^ins  a  while, 
And  in  the  *  ieafoie  lofe  the  Smart, 
a  But,  oh  !  5t  fwells  my  Sorrows  high. 
To  fee  my  h\e?i>-d_Jefus  frown ; 
My  Spirits  fink,  my  Comforts  die, 
And  all  the  Springs  or  Love  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,    my  Soul,  why  thefe  Complaints? 
Still  while  he  frowns  his  Bowels  move  j 
Still  on  his  Heart  he  bears  his  Saints, 

And  feels  their  Sonovs  and  his  Love. 

4  M>  Name  is  printed  on  his  Breaft  j 
His  Book  of  Life  contains  my  Name: 
rd  rather  nave  it  there  imprefl, 
Than  in  the  bright  Records  of  Fame. 

r  When  the  laft  Fire  burns  all  Things  here, 
Thofe  Le'ters  fhnll  fecurely  ftand, 
And  m  the  Lam  ^'^  fair  Book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  Eternal  Father's  Hand. 

6  Now  fl'»all  my  Minutes  f.noothly  run, 
Whilft  here  I  wait  my  Father's  Will; 
My  rifmg  and  my  fetting  Sun 
jRoU  gently  up  and  down  the  Hill. 

LI.  God  the  Son  equal  nuith  the  Father, 

J  T>  P  I G  H  T  King  of  Glory,  dreadful  Godi 
X!/  Our  Spirits  bow  before  thy  Seat  j 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  Thought, 
And  worihip  at  thine  awful  Feet. 

[a  Tl 


B.  IT.  Spiritual   SONGS.  1^5 

[z  Thy  Pow'r  h?.th  form'd,  thy  WifJom  fways 
All  Natur:^  with  a  fo-' 'reign  Word  5 
And  the-  bright  Wcrld  of  Stars  obeys 
The  Will  of  their  fiiperior  Lord.] 

[3  Mercy  and  Truth  unite  in  one, 
And  fmiiing  fit  at  thy  Right  Hand  ; 
Eternal  Juitic'?'  guards  thy  7  hrone,.~ 
And  Vengeance  waits  thy  dread  CGmmandf,] 

[4  A  Thoirfand  Seraphs,   ftrong  and  bright,  • 
Stand  round  the  giorions  Deity; 
But  who  amongft  the  Sons  of  Light- 
Pretends  Comparifon  with  tiiee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  Framej 
Jefus  array 'd  in  Flefli  and  Bloodj 
Thinks  it  no  Robbery  to  claim 

A  fall  Equality  with  God. 

6  Their  Glory  fiiines  with  equal  Besms  j 
Their  Effence  is  for  ever  one, 

Though  they  are  known  by  diff'rent   Narr.es, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  Name  of  Chrift  our  Kir.g, 
With  equal  Honours  be  adorV* ; 

Hi;  Pra'ife  let  ev'ry  Angel  fing. 
And  all  the  Nations  own  the  Lord. 

LIL  Deatb  dreadful  or  delightful. 

E  A  T  H  !  'Tis  a  melancholy  Day, 
^.^    To  thofe  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  Soul  is  forc"d  away 
To  feek  her  laft  Abode. 

2  In  vain  to  Heav'n  fhe  lifts  her  Eyes, 

But  Guik,   a  heavy  Chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  Skie?, 
To  Darknefs,  Fire  and  Pain. 

3  Awake  and  raournj  ye  Heirs  of  Hell, 

Let  Rubborn  Sinners  fear  j 

G  3  You 


i3<  H  r  M  N  S  and  B.  IL 

You  muftbe  driv'n  from  Earth,  and  dwell 
A  long  For  E<ver  there. 

4  See  how  the  Pit  gapes  wide  for  you. 

And  flafhes  in  your  Face; 
And  thou,  my  Soul,  look  downwards  too, 
And  fmg  recov'ring  Grace, 

5  He  is  a  God  of  fov'reign  Grace. 

That  promisM  Heav'n  to  mej 
And  taught  my  Thoughts  to  foar  above. 
Where  happy  Spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me.  Lord,  for  thy  Right  Hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  Day, 
Come  Death  and  fome  celeftial  Band, 
To  bear  my  Soul  away. 

LIII.    the  Pilgrimage  af  Saints -,    or.   Earth  and 

Heai>en, 
1  T     O  R  D  !  what  a  wretched  Land  is  this, 
1    J  That  yields  us  no  Supply^ 
No  che.iring  Fruits,  no  whcN^elbme  Trees, 
Nor  Streamsot  living  Joy\ 
rt  But  pricking  Thorns  through  all  the  Ground? 
And  mortal  Poilbns  grow, 
And  all  the  Rivers  that  are  found, 
With  danG:,'rous  Waters  flow. 
3  Yet  the  dear  Path  to  thine  Abode 
Lies  through  this  horrid  Land, 
Lord  !  we  would  keep  the  her.v'nly  Road, 
Ann  run  at  tby  Command. 
[4  Our  Souls  fh.dl  tread  the  Defart  through 
With  undiverted  Feet  5 
And  Faith  and  flaming  Zeal  fubdue 
The  Terrors  that  w'^e  meet.] 
[5  A  thoufand  favage  Beafts  of  Prey 
Around  the  Foreft  roam, 
But  5*^^/''?  Lion  e:\iardsthe  Way,  \ 

And  guides  the  Stangers  Home,] 

[6  Lort 


,B.  11.  Spitiiual  SONG  S.  157 

■'[6  Long  Nights  and  Darknefs  dwell  below. 
With  fcarce  a  twinkling  Ray  j 
But  the  bright  World  to  which  we  go, 
Is  everlaliing  Day.] 
j[7  By  giiramei  ing  Hopes  and  gloomy  Fears 
We  traee  the  facred  Road,, 
Thro'  difmal  Deeps  and  d.ing'r-ous  Snares 
We  make  our  Way  to  ( rcd.] 
$  Our  Journey  is  a  thorny  Maze, 
But  we  march  upward  ftill, 
Forget  thefe  Troubles  of  the  Ways, 
And  reach  at  SioK''s  Hill. 
[9  See  the  kind  Angels  at  the  Gates 
Inviting  us  to  come  j 
There  Jefus  the  Fore-runner  waits 
I  To  welcome  Travelers  Home.] 

:  10  There  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  Mount 
Our  weary  Souls  fiiall  fit, 
And  with  tr'anrporting  Joys  recount 
The  Labours  of  ©urFeet. 
[ji  No  Tain  Difcourfe  fhallfill  our  TongUGp 
Nor  Trifles  vex  our  Ear, 
Infinite  Grace  fball  be  our  Song, 
Ana  Godrejoi  etohear. 
12  Eternal  Glories  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  fafely  through  j 
Our  Tongue  ihall  never  ceafe  to  iing, 
And  endJefs  Praift  renew. 

LVI.  Gocf'j  Frefence  is  Light  in  Darknefs, 

X   Ti  /T  Y  G  OD,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Joys., 
X^'k  The  Life  of  my  Delights, 
The  Glory  of  my  brighteft  Days, 

And  Comfort  of  my  Nights. 
In  darkeft  Shades  if  be  appear. 
My  Dav/ning  is  begun  ! 

G  A.  He 


138  H-r  M  N  S   and  B.  11-. 

He  is  my  Sotvls  fweet  Morning- ftar, 
And  he  my  rifmg  San. 

3  Theop'ning  Heav>is  around  mefuins 

With  Beams  of  fscred  B!ifs, 
While  Jefu^  flievvs  kis  Heart  is  mine. 
And  whii'pers,  /  am  kis. 

4  My  Soil]  would  leave  this  heavy  Clay 

At  that  trpnTporring  Word, 

Run  up  with  Joy  the  fiiining  Way, 

T'  embrace  my  deareft  Lord. 

5  Fearlefsof  Hell  and  ghaftly  Death, 

I'd  break  through  ev'ry  Foe  j 
The  Wings  of  Love,  and  Arms  of  Faith, 
Should  bear  me  L'onqu'ror  through, 

LV.  Frail  Ltfe^  and fucceedlng  Eternity, 

X  f^y  H  E  E  we  Ti^or^,  Eternal  Name, 
J.     And  hMmbU'  own  to  fhee, 
How  feeble  is  our  moit-^l  Frame, 
What  d)  ing  Worms  are  we  ! 
[2  Our  wafting  Lives  grow  (horter  fliil. 
As  Months  and  Days  increafej 
And  ev'ry  beating  Pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  Number  lefs. 

3  The  Year  rolls  round, -and  fteals  away 

The  Bresth  that  firft  it  gave  5 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
V/e~re  traveling  to  the  Grave  ] 

4  Dangers  (land  thick  through  all  the  Ground, 

To  pufhu5  to  the  Tomb, 
And  fierce  Difeafeswait  around. 
To  hurry  Mortals  Home. 

5  Good  God  !    on  what  a  (lender  Thread  ! 

Hang  everlalting  Things  I 
Th' eternal  States  of  all  the  Dead 
Upon  Life's  feeble  Strings. 

6  Infiniti 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS,  239 

6  Infinite  Joy,  or  endiefs  Woe, 

Attends  on  every  Bi'eath  j 
Ani  yet  how  unconcernVt  v/e  go 
Upon  the  Brink  of  Death  1 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drorviy  Senfe, 

To  walk  this  druig-'rous  Road ; 

And  if  our  Souls  are  hurried  hence. 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

LVI.    Th&   Mifery  of  heing  "Jolfkmt  Gcd  in  this 
Worlds  or.    Vain  Profperity, 

i    ^^T  O,  r  fhail  QWYy  them  no  more, 
XSS    Who  grow  profanely  Grea--, 
Though  they  increafe  their  golden  Store, 
And  rile  to  wond'roas  Height. 
3  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  th;U  grow 
Upon  this  earthly  Clod  j 
Wei!  they  may  fearch  the  Creature  through i 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God, 
3  Shake  cfF  the  Thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think  yourLife  your  own  } 
But  Death  coraes  haft'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  Glory  down , 
4,  Yes,  you  muft  bow  your  ftately  Read, 
Away  your  Spirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  Angel  near  your  Bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  Skies. 
5  Go  now,  and  boaftof  all  vour  Stores,. 
And  tell  how  bright  you  (hine  j 
Your  Heaps  of  glittering  Duft  areyours^ 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine, 

LVn,  The  Pleafiire  of  a  good  Confci^nce. 
J   T     O  R  D,  how  fecure  and  bleil  are  they, 
J_^  Who  feel  the  Toys  of  pardon'd  Sin'; 
Should  Stornuof  Wrath  ihake  Earth  and  Sea, 
1  heir  Minds  have  Heav'n  and  Peaee  within. 
G  5  a  The 


u.| 


1^  H  Y  M  N  S   and  B, 

2  The  Day  glides  fweetly  o'er  their  Heads, 
Made  up  of  Innocence  and  Love  j 
And  fottand  iiientas  the  Shades, 
Their  nightly  Minutes  gently  move. 

[3  Qiiick  as  their  Thcuhts  their  Joys  come  on, 
"But  fly  not  half  To  faft  away, 
Their  Souls  are  ever  bright  as  Noon, 
And  calm  as  Summer  Evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  heav'niy  Hills, 
Vv'here  Groves  of  living  Pleafure  grow, 
And  longing  Hopes  and  chearful  Sanies, 
Sit  undilturb'd  upon  their  Brow.} 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  Toys, 
But  Ipend  the  Day,  and  iliare  ihe  Night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  Joys, 
That  Heav'n  prepares  for  their  Delight. 

6  Whilewretched  we  like  Woims  and  Moles 
Lie  grov'ling  in  the  Duit  below  j 
Almighty  Grace,    renew  our  Souls, 

And  we'll  afpire  to  Glory  too. 


LVin.  l^be  Shorlnefs  of  L'tfe^  and  the  Goodnefs  of 
God. 


1  ^Y^  I M  E  !  what  an  empty  Vapour  'tis ! 
i.     And  Days  how  fwjft  th^y  are  j 
Swift  as  an  Indian  Arrow  fli^s. 
Or  like  a  (hooting  Star. 
[i  The  prefent  Moments  juft  appear. 
Then  Aide  away  in  Hafte, 
That  we  can  never  fay,  They're  herey 
But  only  fay.  They  re  paft.']  .^ 

[3  Our  Life  is  ever  on  the  Wing,  '*^* 

And  Death  is  f^ver  nigh  ; 
The  Moment  when  our  Lives  begin. 
We  all  begin  to  die  ] 


4  YeV 

1 


B.  II.  Spiritual   SONG  S.  ,i^i 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  fleeting  Days 

Thy  lading  Favours  fharej 
Yet,  with  the  Bounties  of  thy  Grace, 
Thou  load'ft  the  rolling  Year. 

5  'TisfovYeign  Mercy  finds  us  Foodj 

And  we  are  cloath'd  with  Love  : 
While  Grace  Hands  pointing  out  the  Road 
That  leads  our  Souls  above. 

6  His  Goodnefsruns  an  endlels  Round, 

All  Glory  to  the  Lord  : 
His  Mercy  never  knows  a  Bound  y 
And  be  his  Name  adored. 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lafting  Song, 

And  when  we  clofe  our  Eyes, 
Let  the  next  Age  thy  Fraife  prolong; 
Till  Time  and  Nature  dies. 

LIX.  Paradife  en  Earth, 

^  l"^  LORY  to  God  that  walks  the  Sky^. 
^VJI'  And  fends  his  Ble.'fing  through. 
That  tells  his  Saints  of  Joys  on  high. 
And  gives  a  Tafte  below. 
[z  Glorj'  to  God,  that  ftoops  his  Throne,, 
That  Dull  and  Worms  may  fee't, 
And  brings  a  Glimpfe  of  Glory  down 
Around  his  facred  Feet. 
3  When  Chrifiy  with  all  his  Graces  crovvn'd, 
Sheds  his  kind  Beams  abroad, 
'Tis  a  young ii^av'n  on  earthly  Ground, 
*      And  Glory  in  th^  Bud. 
4.  A  blooming  Paradife  of  Joy 
In  this  wild  Defart  fprmgs; 
And  ev'ry  Senfe  I  ftrait  employ 
On  fweet  celeilial  Things. 
5  White  Liilies  all  around  appear^ 
And  each  his  Glory  fliews  ^ 

G  e  Xhf; 


«4» 


H  Y  M  zV  ^^    fl?;^  B.  IT. 


The  Rofe  of  Sharon  bluflbms  here,  - 

The  faiieft  FlowV  that  blows. 
i  Chearful  1  feaft  on  heav"j}ly  Fruit, 

And  diink  the  Pleaiwres  down, 
Picafures  that  flow  hard  by  the  Foot 

Of  the  Eternal  Throne!] 

7  But  ah  !  how  loon  my  Joy?  decay, 

How  foon  ray  Sins  ai  i(e, 
And  fns tch  the  he^v'nJy  Scene  away 
From  thefe  L-^menting  Eyes ! 

8  When  fhall  the  Time,  dear  y^^,  when 

The  fhinJng  Day  appear, 
That  I  ih?li  leave  thole  Clouds  of  Sin, 
And  Guilt  and  Darknefs  here? 

9  Up  to  the  Fields  above  the  Skies 

My  hafty  Feet  would  ^o, 
There,. everlalting  Flo^v'js   arife. 
And  Joys  unwith'r'ing  grow. 

LX.  T:he  Truth  of  God  the  Promifes  ;    or,  Thi  Pro- 
mifes  are  our  Security. 

1   "pR  A  I  S  E,  everlafting  Praife,  be  paid 
1      To  him  that  Earth's  Foundation  laid  j 
Fraife  to  the  God,  whofeftrong  Decrees 
Sway  the  Creation  as  he  pleafe. 

a  Praife  to  the  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  People  by  his  Word, 
And  there,  as  fbong  as  his  Decrees, 
He  fets  liis  kindeft  Promifes. 

[3  Firm  as  the  Words  his  Prophets  2,ive, 
Sweet  Woi  ds  on  which  his  Children  live  ; 
Eacil)  of  them  is  the  Voice  of  God, 
WHj^  fp  )ke  and  fpread  the  Skies  abroad. 

4.  Each  of  them  pow'iful  as  that  Sound 
That  bid  the  new  made  Heav'ns  go  round} 
And  ftronger  than  thefolid  Poles, 
On  which  the  Wheel  of  Nature  rolls.] 

5  Whence 


B.  li.  Spiritual   S  0  N'  G  S.  143 

5  Whence  then  fnould  Doubts  and  Fears  arils  ? 
Why  trickling  Sorrows  down  our  Eyes? 
Slowly,  aias  I  our  Mind  receives 

The  Comfort  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  Oh,  tor  a  ftrpng,  a  hfting  Faith, 
To  credit  what  th' Almighty  faith  ? 
T'  embrace  the  Meffsge  cf  his  Son, 
And  call  the  Joys  of  Heav'A  our  Oi^n. 

1  Then  fhoLild  the  Ear::h's  old  Pillars  fhake, 
A^nd  all  the  Wheels  of  Nature  break. 
Our  Heady  Souls  fnould  fe^rnomore 
Than  folid  Rocks  when  Billows  roar. 

8  Our  everlafiing  Hopes  arife 
Above  the  ruinable'  Skies ; 
Where  the  etern^^l  Builder  reigns. 
And  his  own  Courts  his  Pow'r  fuftains. 

LXI.  A  Thoughi  of  Dsalk  and  Glcry. 

I   "^/f  Y  SouJ,  come  meditate  the  Day, 
XVJ.  And  think  how  near  it  ftands, 
When  thou  muft  quit  this  Houfe  of  Clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  Lands. 
[?,  A'nd  you,  mine  Eye?,  look  down,  and  view 
The  hollow  gaping  Tomb, 
That  gloomy  Frifon-waits  for  you, 
Whene  er  the  Summons  come.] 

3  Oh  !  could  we  die  with  thofe  that  die. 

And  place  us  iia  their  Stead, 
Then  would  our  Spiiits  learn,  to  fly, 
And  converfe  with  the  D«ad. 

4  Then  (hould  we  fee  the  Saints  above,. 

In  their  own  glorious  Forms, 
A*nd  wonder  why  our  Souls  liiould  love 
To  dwell  with  moital  Worms, 
[5  Kow  fhould  we  fcorn  thefe  Clothes  of  Flefh, 
Thele  Fetters  and  this  Load ! 

And 


144  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  II, 

And  long  for  Ev'ning  to  «ndrefs, 

That  we  may  reft  with  God.] 
6  We  Ihould  almoft  forfake  our  Clay 

Before  the  Summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  vvifh  our  Souls  away 

To  their  eternal  Horns. 

LXII.    God  the  Tkunderer-,  or,  Ti^e  Loft  Judg^ 
mtnt,  and  Hell* 

1   Q  I  N  G  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly  Hofts, 
O  And  thou,  O  Earth,  adore; 
Let  Death  and  Hell  through  all  their  Coafts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  PowY. 
»  His  founding  Chariot  fhskts  the  Sky, 
He  makes  the  Clouds  his  Throne  ; 
There  all  his  Stores  of  Lightnino-  lie. 
Till  Vengeance  darts  them  doT- n. 

3  His  Noftrils  breathe  out  fiery.  Streams, 

And  ffO?ii  lus  awful  Tongue 
A  fov'reign  Voice  divides  the  Flames, 
And  Thunder  rears  along. 

4  Think,  O  my  Soul,  the  dreadful  Day, 

When  the  incenfed  God 
Shall  rend  the  Sky,  and  burn  the  Sea, 
And  fling  his  Wrath  abroad. 

5  What  fhall  the  Wrttch,  the  Sinner,  do  ? 

He  once  deny'd  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  Ihall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now> 
Andfmk  beneath  his  W^ord. 

6  Tempefts  of  angry  Fire  /hall  roll, 

To  blaft  the  Rebel  Worm, 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  Soul, 
jn  one  eternal  Storm. 


*  Made  in   a  great    iudden  Stcrm  of 
*a^  the  2oth,  1697, 


B.  n.  spiritual  S  0  N  G  5,  145 

LXIII.  A  Funeral  Thougbt. 

J   TT  ARK!  From  the  Tombs  a  doleFal  Sound, 
JfX     My  Ears  attend  the  Cry, 
*'  Ye  liyihg  Men,  come  view  the  Ground, 
"  Where  you  muft  (hortly  lie. 
a  "  Princes,  this  Ciay  muft  be  your  Bed, 
'     "In  Spite  of  all  your  TowVs ; 
*<  The  1  all,  the  Wife,  the  Reverend  Head, 
"  Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  Doom  ? 

And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  T©mb^ 
And  yet  prepare  no  more. 

4  Grant  us  the  Pow'rs  of  quick'ning  Grace, 

To  fit  our  Souls  to  fly  j 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  Flefh, 
We'll  rife  above  the  Sky'. 

LICIV.  God  the  Glory  and  the  Defence  o/Sion. 

1   TTAPPY  the  Church,  thou  facred  Plate, 
XX  The  Seat  of  thy  Creator's  Grace  j 
Thine  holy  Courts  are  his  Abode, 
Thou  earthly  Palace  of  our  God. 

5  Thy  Walls  are  Strength,  and  at  thy  Gat»5 
A  Guard  of  heav'niy  Warriors  waits ; 

Nor  Ihall  thy  deep  Foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  Counfels  and  his  Love. 

3  Thy  Foes  in  vain  Defigns  engage. 
Againft  his  Throne  in  vain  they  rage. 
Like  rifing  Waves,  with  angry  Roar, 
That  dafh  and  die  upon  the  Shore. 

4  Then  let  our  Souls  in  Sion  dwell, 

Nor  fear  the  Wrath  of  Rome  and  Hell  ^ 
His  Arms  embra.ce  this  happy  Ground, 
Like  brazen  Bulwarks  buiit'aroufld. 

5  God 


14^  H  Y  M  N  S  and  B.  II. 

4  God  is  our  Shield,  and  God  our  Sun  j 
Swift  as  the  fieeting  Moments  run, 
On  us  he  flieds  new  Seams  of  Grace  ; 
And  we  reflect  his  brighteit  Praife. 

LXV.    The   Hope  of  Ueanjen  our   Support  uhdet 
Trials  on  Earth. 

1  '^TTTHEN   lean  read  my  Title  clear 
VV       To  Manfions  in  the  Skies, 
I  bid  Farevvel  to  ev'ij  Fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  Eyes, 
a  Should  Earth  agalnft  mv  Soul  engage, 
And  hellifh  Darts  be  huird, 
Then  I  can  finile  at  Satan's  Rage, 
And  face  a  frovvni-ng  World. 

3  Let  Cares  like  a  wild  Delnge  come,. 

And  Sto!  ms  of  Sorrow  tali, 
May  I  but  fafely  reath  my  Korae, 
My  God,  my  Heav'n,  my  All. 

4  There  I  fhall  bathe  my  weary  Soul 

In  Seas  of  heavenly  Reft  ; 
And  not  a  Wave  of  Trouble  roll 
Acrofs  my  peaceful  Breaft. 

LXVI.  A  Frofp-a  of  Heaven  makes  Death  eafy, 

X  ^1^  HER  E  is  a  Land  of  pure  Delight,, 
J^       Vv^here  Saints  immortal  reign  \ 
Infinite  Day  excludes  the  Night, 
And   Pieafures  hanifli  Pain. 
%  There  everkfting  Spring  abides, 
And  never- withVing  Flow'rs  : 
Death  like  a  narrow  Sea  divides 
This  hsav'nly  Land  from  ours, 
[j  Sweet  Fields  beyond  the  fwelling  Flood, 
Stand  drelt  in  living  Green  j 

So 


S.  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  i47 

So  to  the  Jei^vs  old  Canaan  flood, 

■While  Jordan  roli'd  between. 
But  timVous  Mortals  ftart  and  fhrink, 

-^To  croTs  this  naix'^ow  Sei, 
And  linger,  flriv'ring  on  the  Bx-ink, 

And  tear  to  laimch  away. 
O  coujd  •-*€  make  our  Doubts  remove 

Thpfe  gloomy  D  .ubts  that  rife. 
To  fee  the  Canan  that  we  love, 

With  unbecloiided  Eyes. 
6  Could  we  but  chmb  where  Mofes  flood, 

And  view  the  Landfkip  o'er, 
t^<jX.  Jordan  %  Stream,  nor  De-th's  cold  Flood; 

Should  fright  us  from  the  Shore. 


LXVil.  God"!  Etir?ial Dominion. 

RE  AT  God!   how  infipite  art  Thou! 
Wiiat  worthlefs  Worms  are  we  \ 
Let  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  Praifeto  Thee. 

2  Thy  Throne  Eternal  Ages  flood, 

E'er  Suns  or  Sta^s  were  made  5 
Thcu  art  tlie  Ever-iiving  Gcd, 
Vv^erc  all  the  Nations  dead. 

3  Nature  ard  Time  quite  naked  lie 

To  tliine  imminfe  Survey, 

From  the  Formation  of  the  Sky^ 

To  the  gre"t  burning  Day. 

4  Eternity,  with  all  its  Years, 

Stands  prefent  in  thy  View  ; 
To  Thee   there's  nothing  Old  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  New. 

5  Our  Lives  through  various  Scenes  are  drawn, 

A"d  vex'd  with  trifling  Cares ; 
While  thine  eierijai  Thought  moves  on 
Thine  undifturb'd  Aifalrs. 

6  Great 


t%t  HYMNS  and  B.  IL 

6  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  Thou  ! 
What  worthlefs  Worms  a'c  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  Praiie  to  Thee. 

LX V III.     The  humble  Worfbip  of  Hea^nu 

1   U  A  T  H  E  R,  I  long,  I  faint  to  fee 
X"^    The  Place  of  thine  Abode  \ 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  Courts,   and  flee 
Up  to  thy  Seat,  my  God  ! 
3  Here  I  behold  thy  diftant  Face, 
And  'tis  a  pleaiin-g  Sight : 
But  to  abide  in  thy  Embrace, 
Is  infinite  Delight. 
3  rd  part  with  all  the  Joys  of  Senfe, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  Throne: 
Pleafore  fpring*;  frefh  for  ever  thence, 
Uiifpeakable,  unknown. 
[4  There  all  the  heav'nly  Hofts  are  feen. 
In  fliining  Ranks  they  move. 
And  drink  immortal  Vigour  in, 
With  Wonder,   an-d  with  Love. 

5  Then  at  thy  Feet,  with  awful  Fear, 

Th'  adoring  Armies  fail; 
V/ith  Joy  they  fhrlnk  to  NOTHING  there, 
Before  th' Eternal  AL  L. 

6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  Hoft 

In  Duty  and  in  Blifs, 
While  Less  than  Nothing  I  could  boaft, 
*And  Vanity  confefs. 

7  The  more  thy  Glories  ftrike  mine  Eyes, 

The  humbler  I  ihall  lie  J 
Thus  while  I  fuik,  my  Joys  ihall  rife 
Unmeafurably  high. 


*irai.  xi.  17. 


I 


;.  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  149 

LXIX.   The  Taiihfulnefs  of  God  in   the  Frofnifes, 
[i  T^EGIN  my  Tongue,  feme  heav'nly  Theme, 
J3     And  fpeak  fome  boundlefs  Thing, 
The  mighty  Works,  or  mightier  Name, 
Of  our  Eternal  King, 
a  Tell  of  his  wond'rous  Faithful nefs, 
And  found  his  Pow'r  abroad, 
Sing  the  fweet  Promife  of  his  Grace^ 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  Sah'ation  from  the  Lord 

For  ivretched  dying  Men ; 
His  Hand  has  writ  the  facred  Word 
With  an  immortal  Pen. 

4  Engrav'd,  as  in  eternal  Brafs, 

The  mighty  Promife  (hines. 
Nor  can  the  Pow'rs  of  Darknefs  raze 
Thofe  everlafting  Lines.] 
[5  He  that  can  dafh  whole  Worlds  to  Deaths 
And  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
Ke  fpenks,  and  that  Almighty  Breath 
Fuifiis  his  great  Decrees. 

6  His  very  Word  of  Grace  is  ftrong, 

As  t'nat  which  built  the  Skies, 
The  Voice  that  rolls  the  Stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  Proraifes. 

7  He  faid,  Lei  the  njcide  Hea'v'n  bsffread j 

And  Heavn  was  ftrttch'd  abroad  » 
Abra'm,  III  be  thy  God,  he  faid, 
And  he  was  Ahram's  God. 

8  O  might  I  hear  thine  heavenly  Tongue 

Bat  whifper,  Thou  art  mi}ie^ 
Thofe  gentle  Words  fnouid  raife  my  Song 
i  o  Notes  almoft  divine. 

9  Hovv' would  my  leaping  Heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  Heav'n  fecure  ! 
I  tru.r  the  All-creating  Voic-?, 
And  Faith  defires  no  more.] 

LXX. 


J50  HYMNS    and  B.  11, 

LXX.  God's  Do  mini  on  ever  the  Sea.  Pfaim  cvii. 

1  f^  O  D  of  the  Se  IS,  thy  thund'i  ing  Voice 
VJ  Makes  all  the  roaring  Wavts  rejoice. 
And  one  fcft  Word  of  thy  CoiLmand, 

Can  fiiik  them  filent  in  the  Sand. 

2  If  hut  a  Mofcs  wave  thy  Kod, 

The  Sea  divides,  and  ovi'ns  its  God  j 
The  llormy  Floods  their  Maker  knew. 
And  let  his  chofen  Armies  through. 

3  The  fcaly  Flecks  amidft  the  Sea, 

To  lliee,  their  Lord,   a  Tribute  pay ; 
The  mtaneft  Fifli  that  pA-ims  the  Flood 
Leaps  up,   and  means  a  Praife  to  God. 
[4  The  larger  Monflers  of  the  Deep, 
On  thy  Commands  Attendance  keep, 
By  thy  Permifiion  fport  and  play. 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  Way. 

5  If  God.  his  Voice  of  Tempeft  rears^  . 
Lf<v:aih<ri>i  lies  ffill,  and  fears  j 
Anon  he  lifts  his.Noftrils  high, 

And  fpouts  the  Ocean  to  the  Sky.] 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  Pow'j  ador  d 
Amidft  thefe  wat'ry  Nations,  Lord  ? 
Yet  the  bold  Men  that  trace  the  Seas, 
Bold  Men,  refufe  their  Maker's  Prai/e. 

[7  What  Scenes  of  Miracles  they  fee. 
And  never  tune  a  Song  to  Thite  1 
While  on  the  Flood  they  fafely  ride. 
They  curfe  the  Hand  that   fmooths  the  Tide. 

3  Anon  rhey  plunge  in  ivatYy  GraVes, 
And  fome  drink^Death  among  tlie  Waves  .• 
Yet  the  furviving  Crew  blafpheme, 

.     Nor  own  the  God  that  refcu'd  them,] 

9  O  for  {ome  Signal  of  thine  Hand  ! 

Shake  all  the  Seas,  Lord,  ih.ike  the  Land, 
Great  Judge  defjend,  kit  Men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  Sky. 

From 


B.  11.  Spiritual  SONG  S.  ijr 

Prom  the  yoth  to  the  lo^t.b  Hymn,  I  bote  the 
Reader  'will  forgive  the  NegleB  of  Khime  in  the 
JirJ}  and  Third  Lines  of  the  Stanza, 

LXXI.    Praif  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

i   r^r'  HE  Glories  of  my  Maker  God 
.1.       My  joyful  Voice  fliall  Cng, 
And  call  this  Nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 
a  'Twas  his  Kight  Hand  that  fliap'd  our  Clay, 
And  wrought  this  human  Frame  j 
But  from  his  own  immediate  Breath 
Our  nobler  Spirits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  Pow'rs  to  God, 

And  worfliip  with  our  Tongues; 
We  claim  fome  Kindred  with  the  Skies, 
And  join  th' Angelic  Songs. 

4  Let  grov'ling  Beafts  of  ev  ry  Shape, 

Ai-id  Fowls  of  evTy  Wing, 
And  Kecks,  und  Trees,  and  Fires,  and  Seas, 
Their  various  Tribute  bring. 
-5  Ye  Planets  to  his  Honour  Ciine, 
And  Wheels  of  Nature  roll, 
Praife  him  in  your  unwearied  Courfe 
Around  the  fteady  Pole. 
-6  Tlie  Brigh.tnefs  of  our  Maker's  Name 
The  wide  Creation  fills, 
And  his  unbounded  Grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  hsav'nly  Hills. 

LXXII.  The  LordVDay ;  or,  The  Refurreakn  of 
-Chrift. 

1   "O  LEST  Morning,  whofe  young  dawning 
J3    Behol'dour  rifing  God,  (Rays 

That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  Duft, 
And  leave  his  dark  Abode, 

a  Zh 


15*  H  1'  M  N  S    and  B.  IL 

2,  Ih  the  cold  Prifon  of  a  Tomb, 
The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  Skies  had  brought 
The  Third,  th'  appointed  Day. 

3  Kell  and  the  Grave  unite  their  Force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain, 
-   The  deeping  Conqueror  arofe. 
And  burft  their  teeble  Chain. 

4  To  thy  great  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Thefe  facred  Hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Hojannas  ftiall  proclaim 

The  Triumph  of  the  Day. 
[5  Salvation  and  immortal  Praife 

To  our  viftonous  King  .; 
Let  Heav'n,  and  Earth,  and  Rocks,  and  Seas, 

With  glad  Hofanr.as  ring.] 

LXXIIL   Doubts  fcattered',  or,  Spiritual  Joy  re- 
pr'd. 

t  TJ  E  N  C  E  from  my  Soul,  fad  Thoughts  be 
XX     And  leave  me  to  my  Joys,  (gone, 

My  Tongnefhall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  Noife. 
a  Darknefs  and  Doubts  had  veiPd  my  Mind, 
And  drowned  my  Head  in  Tears, 
Till  fovVeign  Grace,  with  (hining  Rays, 
Difpeird  my  gloomy  Fears. 

3  O  what  immoital  Joys  I  felt. 

And  Raptui^s  all  divine. 
When  Jefus  told  me,  I  was  his, 
And  my  Beloved,  mine. 

4  In  vain  the  Tempter  frights  my  Soul, 

And  breaks  my  Peace  in  vain  j 
One  Glimpfe,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  Face, 
Revives  my  Joys  again, 

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B.  n.  Spiritual  SONGS.  153 

LXXIV.  Repentance  from  a  Senfe  of  Di^oine  Good- 
nefs ;  or,   A  Complaint  of  Ingratitude^ 

1   TS  this  th^kind  Return, 

X     And  theie  the  ThanRs  we  owe. 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  Love, 
.     Whence  all  our  Bleifings  flow  « 
a  To  what  a  ftubborn  Frame 
Has  Sin  reduced  our  Mind  ? 
What  ftrange  rebellious  Wretches  we* 
And  God  as  ftrangely  kind. 
[3  On  us  he  bids  the  Sun 
Shed  his  reviving  Rays, 
For  us  the  Skies  their  Circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  Days. 
4.  The  Brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  Necks  to  Men, 
But  we  more  bafe,  more  brutifti  Things 
Rejeft  his  eafy  Reign. 
J  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  Souls  afrefh, 
Break,  fovYeign  Grace^  thefe  Hearts  of  Stone, 
And  give  us  Hearts  of  Fle(h. 
^  Let  old  Ingratitude 

Provoke  our  v/eeping  Eyes, 
And  hourly,  as  new  Mercies  fall. 
Let  hourly  Thanks  arife. 

LXXV.  Spiritual  and  Eternal  Joy,  or,  Tie  beati/ic 
.  Sight  of  Chrift. 

1   T?  ROM  Thee,  my  God,  my  Joys  ikail  rife, 
X^      And  run  eternal  Rounds, 
Beyond  the  Limits  of  the  Skies, 
And  all  created  Bounds, 
a  The  holy  Triumphs  of  my  Sou?, 
Shall  Death  itfeif  out-brave. 

Leave 


154  HYMNS   and  B.  If. 

Leave  dull  Mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  Grave. 
3  There  where  my  blefled  ^<p/«j  reigns,     . 
In  Heav'n's  unmeafurd  Space, 
111  fpend  along  Eternity 
In  1  leafure  and  in  Praife. 
4.  Millions  of  Yeai  s  my  wond'ring  Eyes 
Sh;iH  o'er  thy  Beauties  rove, 
And,  endlefs  Ages,  I'll  adore 
The  Glories  of  thy  Love. 
[5  Sweet  JefuSi  evYy  Smile  of  thine 
Shall  frefli  Endearments  bring, 
And  Thoufand  Taftes  of  new  Delight 
From  all  my  Graces  fj^ring. 
6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  Soul 
Up  to  thy  bJeft  Abode  j 
Fly,  for  my  Spirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Saviour  and  v\y  God.] 

LXXVI.  rbe  KefurrefHon  and  Afcenfion  of  Chrift. 

1    TTO  S  ANNA  to  the  Princ©  of  Light, 
•*-^     That  cloath'd  himfelf  in  Clay, 
Entered  the  Iron  Gates  of  Death, 
And'torethe  Bars  away. 
%  Death  is  no  more  the  JGng  of  Dread, 
Since  owv  Immanuel  rofe. 
He  took  the  Tyrant's  Sting  away, 
And  fpoii'd  our  heliifti  Foes. 
3  See  how  the  ConquYor  mounts  aloft. 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  Scars  of  Honour  in  his  Flefti, 
And  Triumph  in  his  Eyes. 
4.  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  fcatters  Bleflings  down. 
Our  Jefus  fills  the  middle  Seat 
Of  the  Cleftial  Throne, 

[5  Raifel 


B.  II.  Spiritml   SONGS.  155 

[5  Raife  your  Devotion,  mortal  Tongues, 
To  reach  his  blell  Abode, 
Sweet  be  the  Accents  of  your  Songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 
6  Bn|ht  Angeis,  Itrike  your  loudeft  Strings, 
Yoor  fweeteil  Voices  raife  5 
Let  Heav'n,  and  all  created  Things, 
Sound  our  ImmanueVs  Praife.] 

LXXVII.  The  Chrif.iati  Warfare. 

•  \\  QT  AND  up,  my  Soul,  fhake  off  thy  Fears, 
O     And  gir.i  the  Gofpel  Armour  on  j 
March  to  the  Gates  of  endlefs  J;  y, 
Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour's  gone, 
a  Hell  and  thy  Sins  refift  thy  Courfe, 
But  HsJl  and  Sin  are  vanquifh'd  Foes  ; 
Thy  Jefus  nail'd  them  to  the  Crofs, 
And  fung  the  Triumph  when  he  rofe.] 
[3  What  though  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  rage, 
And  wafte  the  Fury  of  his  Spite  ; 
Eternal  Chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  Deeps,  and  endlefs  Night. 

4  What  though  thy  inward  Lulls  rebel  j 
'Tis  but  a  ftruggling  Gafp  for  Life  j 
The  Weapons  of  vi6forious  Grace 
Shall  ilay  thy  Sins,  and  end  the  Strife.] 

5  Then  let  my  Soul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heav'n ly  Gate, 
There  Peace  and  Joy  eternal  reign. 
And  glitc'ring  Robes  for  ConquYors  wait. 

.  6  There  (hall  I  vyear  a  ftarry  Crown, 
And  triumph  in  Almighty  Grace  j 
While  all  the  Armies  of  the  Skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  Praifct 


H  LXXVIIL 


156  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

LXXVIII.  Redemption  of  Chrift. 

1   \X  7  HEN  the  firft  Parents  of  our  Race 
y  V       Rebell'd,  and  loft  their  God, 
And  the  Infeftion  of  their  Sin, 
Had  tainted  all  our  Bloud  ; 
%  Infinite  Pity  touch'd  the  Heart 
Or  the  Eternal  SO  Ny 
Defcending  from  the  heav'nly  Court, 
He  left  his  Father's  Throne. 
3  Afide  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 
His  moft  divine  Array, 
And  wrapt  his  Godhead  in  a  Veil 
Of  our  inferior  Clay. 
4.  His  living  Pow'r,  and  dying  Love, 
Redeemed  unhappy  Men  j 
And  rais'd  the  Ruins  of  our  Race 
To  Life  and  God  again. 

5  To  Thee,  dear  Lord,  our  Flefh  and  Soul 

We  joyfully  refign, 
Bleft  JefuSi  take  us  for  tfiy  own. 

For  we  are  doubly  thine.  * 

6  Tiiine  Honour  fhall  for  ever  be 

The  Bus'nefs  of  our  Days, 
For  ever  (hall  our  thankful  Tongues 
Speak  thy  defervecJ  Praife. 

LXXIX.  Praife  to  the  Redeemer. 

X  'pLUNG'DinaGulphof  darkDefpair, 
X       We  wretched  Sinners  lay, 
Without  one  chearful  Beam  of  Hope, 
Or  Spark  of  glimra'ring  Day. 
%  With  pitying  Eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace 
Beheld  our  helplefs  Grief, 
He  faw,  and  (O  amazing  Love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  Relief. 

3  Dow 


B.II.  Spiritual  S  0  N  G  S.  157 

3  Down  from  the  fhining  Sens  abofe 
With  joyful  Hafte  he  fled, 
Entered  the  Grave  in  UiOital  Fleih, 
And  dwelt  among  the  Dead. 
4.  He  fpoii'd  the  PowYs  of  Darknefs  thus, 
And  brake  our  Iron  Chains  ^ 
Jefus  has  freed  our  Captive  Soals 
From  everiafting  Pains. 
[5  In  vain  the  baffl-d  Prince  of  Hdl 
His  curfed  Projefts  tries. 
We,  that  were  doora'd  his  endlefs  Slave?; 
Are  rais'd  above  the  Skies.] 
6  O  for  this  Love  let  Rocks  and  Hills 
Their  lafting  Silence  break  5 
And  all  harmonious  human  Tongues 
The  Savioui's  Prai.'es  fpeak. 
[7  Yes,  we  will  praife  Thee,  deareft  Lord, 
Our  Souls  are  all  on  Flame  ; 
,.^    Hcfanna  round  the  fpacious  Earth 
'*'        To  thine  adored  Name. 
8  Angels  alTift  our  mighty  Joys, 
Strike  all  your  Harps  of  Gold  ; 
But  when  you  raife  your  higheil  Notes, 
His  Love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


LXXX.  God's  auoful  Ponver  and  Goodnej's, 

1  f^  THE  Almighty  Lord  ! 
\^     How  matchlefs  is  bis  Pbw'r  ! 
Tremble,  O  Earth,  beneath  his  Word, 
*.       While  all  the  Heav'ns  adore, 
a  Let  proud  imperious  Kings 
Bow  low  before  his  Throne  5 
Crouch  to  his  Feet,  ye  haugb.ty  Things, 
Or  he  ihall  tread  you  dov\n, 

H  2  -  Above 


158  HYMNS   and  B.  I 

3  Above  the  Skies  he  reigns, 

And  vvi.  h  am  zing  Biows 
He  d-als  infufFcrable  P4ins 
Oij  his    ebeilious  F  es, 

4  Yet,  everl  (ling  God. 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  Praife  j 
Thy  Seep  re's  rqual  to  th\  Rod, 
The  Sceptre  ot  tny  Grace. 

5  The  Arms  of  mighty  Love 

"Defend  our  Sirm  well, 
And  heay'iily  Mercy  walls  us  round 
Fro/n  Babylon  and  Hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 

Thar  firs  enthroned  above  j 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of"  Might, 
And  blefs  the  God  of  Love. 

LXXXI.   Our  Sin  the  Cauje  of  ChriftV  Death. 

1      A   ^  ^  *^®^  ^^^  Scales  have  left  mine  Eyes, 
x\_     Now  I  begin  to  fee  j 
Oh  the  curs'd  Deeds  my  Sins  have  done ! 
What  nmrd'rous  Things  they  be  ! 
a  Were  thefe  the  Traitors,  deareft  Lord, 
That  thy  fair  Body  tore  ? 
Monfters,  that  iUin'd  thofe  heav'nly  Limbs 
With  Floods  of  purple  Gore  ? 

3  Was  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done. 

My  deareft  Lord  was  flain. 
When  Juftice  feiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  Soul  to  Pain  ? 

4  Forgive  my  Guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace, 

I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  ; 
Hence,  from  my  Heart,  ye  Sins  be  gone, 
For  Jefus  I  adore. 

5  Furnifh  me,  Lord,  with  heav'nly  Arms, 

From  Grace's  Magazine  i 

A: 


,  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  159 

And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  War 
With  ev'ry  darling  Sin. 

LXXXII.  Redemption  and  P rot eSiion  from  Spiritual 
Enemies, 

I      A    RISE,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Pow'rs, 
Jt\.    And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  Voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  Grace  abroad, 
a  He  rais'd  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Sin, 

The  Gates  of  gaping  Hell, 
And  fix'd  my  Standing  more  fecure 

Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 
The  Arms  of  everlafting  Love 

Beneath  my  Soul  lie  plac'd. 
And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  fet 

My  llipp'ry  Footfteps  faft. 
4  The  City  of  rny  bleft  Abode 

Is  waird  around  with  Grace, 
Salvation  for  a  Bulwark  Hands 

To  fnield  the  Sacred  Place. 
Satan  may  vent  his  fhaipeft  Spite, 

And  all  his  Legions  roar. 
Almighty  Mercy  guards  my  Life, 

And  bounds  his  raging  Pow'r. 
Arife,  my  Soul,  awake,  my  Voice, 

And  Tunes  of  Pleafure  ring. 
Loud  Hallelujahs  fliall  addrefs"" 

My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

LXXXIII.  The  Pafion  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 

1   ^'  HUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
M,       Anjuake  tny  dreadj'ul  S'-tvord-^ 
Aivake,  my  Wrath,  and  finite  the  Man, 
My  felloe  J  faith  the  Lord. 

Ps  2  Ven. 


i6o  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  II, 

2  Vengeance  received  the  dread  Command, 
And  armed  down  fhe  flies, 
Jefus  fubmits  t'  his  Father's  Hand, 
And  bows  his  Head  anfl  dies. 
5  But  Oh!  the  Wifdom  and  the  Grace 
That  join  with  Vengeance  now  1 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  Race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too, 

4  A  Perfon  fo  divine  as  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain. 
That  he  could  give  his  Soul  away, 
And  take  his  Life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  rv'ry  Nation  fing, 
And  Anoei>  (bund  .vith  endlefs  Joy 
The  bavioui  and  the  King. 

LXXXiV.  rbe  fame. 

1    /^  O  ME,  all  harmonious  Tongues, 
V>i     Your  nc-bleft  Mufic  bring, 
'Tis  Chnji,  the  everlalting  God, 
And  Ch'ift,  the  Man,  we  fing. 
4  Tell  how  he  took  our  Flefli, 
To  take  away  our  Guilr, 
Sing  the  dear  D  ops  of  facred  Blood 
That  hellifh  Monfter  Ipilt. 
[3  Alas,  the  cruel  Spear 

Went  deep  into  his  Side, 
And  the  rich  Flood  of  purple  Gore 
Their  murdVous  Weapons  dy'd.] 
[4  The  Waves  of  fwelling  Grief 
Did  o'er  his  Bofom  rcll. 
And  Mountains  of  Almighty  Wrath 
Lay  heavy  or  his  Foul.] 
5  Down  to  the  Shades  of  Death 
He  bovv'd  his  awful  Head ; 


B.  11,  Spiritual  SONGS,  16 1 

Yet  he  arofe  to  live  and  reign. 
When  Death  itfelf  is  dead. 
6  No  more  the  bloody  Spear, 

The  Crofs  and  Nails  no  more ; 
For  Hell  itfelf  fhakes  at  his  Name, 
And  all  the  Heav'ns  adore. 
(7  There  the  Redeemer  fits 

High  on  the  Father's  Throne  j 
The  Father  lays  his  Vengeance  by, 
And  ftniles  upon  his  Soa. 
8  There  his  full  Glories  fhine 
With  uncreated  Rays, 
And  blefs  his  Saints  and  Angels  Eyes 
To  everlafting  Days. 

LXXXV.  Sufficiency  of  Pardon. 

1  "%  X  7  H  Y  does  your  Face,  ye  humble  Souls, 
W       Thofe  mournful  Colours  wear? 
What  Doubts  are  thefe  that  wafte  your  Faith, 
And  nourifh  your  Defpair  ? 
2,  What,  though  your  numerous  Sins  exceed 
The  Stars  that  fill  the  Skies, 
And  aiming  at  th'  Eternal  Throne, 
Like  pointed  Mountains  rife  ? 

3  What,  though  your  mighty  Guilt  beyond 

The  wide  Creation  fwell, 
And  has  its  curs'd  Foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  Deeps  of  Hell  ? 

4  See  here  an  endlefs  Ocean  flows 

Of  never-failing  Grace  i 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  Veins 
The  facred  Flood  increafe  ! 

5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  Hills, 

'T  has  neither  Shore  nor  Bound  ; 
Now  if  we  fearch  to  find  our  Sins, 
Our  Sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

H  4.  6  Awake, 


i6i  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

^  Awake,  our  Hearts,  ador«  the  Grace 
That  buries  all  our  Faults, 
And  pard'ning  Blood  ihat  fwells  above 
Our  Follies  and  our  Thoughts. 

LXXXVI.  Freedom  from  Sin  andMifery  in  Hea'ven. 

I  /^  U  R  Sins,  alas,  how  ftrong  they  be  ! 
V_/     And  like  a  violent  Sea, 
They  break  our  Duty,  Lord,  to  Thee, 

And  hurry  us  away, 
a  The  Waves  of  Troubleihow  they  rife  ! 
HoA'  loud  the  Tempefts  roar  ! 
But  Death  fliall  land  our  weary  Souls 
Safe  on  the  heav'nly  Shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  fweet  Commands 

Our  fpeedy  Feet  (hall  move. 
No  Sin  I'hali  clog  our  winged  Zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  Love. 

4  There  Ihall  we  fit,  and  fing,  and  tell 

The  Wonders  of  his  Grace, 
Till  he^v'aly  Raptures  fire  our  Hearts, 
And  fmile  in  every  Face. 

5  For  ever  his  deai-  facred  Name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  Tongue, 
And  Jejus  and  Salvation  be 
The  Clofe  of  ev'ry  Song. 

LXXXVH.  The  Di'vlne  Gisries  above  our  Reafon» 

1   T_T  O  W    wond'rous    great,    how    glorious 
J~l     Muft  our  Cre.uor  be,  (bright 

Who  dwells  amidft  the  dazzling  Light 
01  va!i  Infinity  ? 
z  Our  rearing  Spirits  upwards  rife 
TowVd  the  Celeft^al  Throne, 
Fain  would  w.e  fee  the  bleifed  Three, 
And  the  Almighty  One. 

.     3  Our 


B.  IL  SpifitUisl   SONGS.  163 

3  Our  Reafon  ftretches  all  its  Wings, 
And  climbs  above  the  Skies  j 
But  It'll  how  far  beneath  thy  Feet 
Our  grov'ling  Reafon  lies  ! 
[4  L-ird,  here  we  bend  our  h\imble  Souls, 
And  awfully  adoi  e  ; 
For  the  weak  Pinions  of  our  Mind 
Can  Itretch  a  Thought  no  more.] 
5.  Thy  Glories  in  finitely  rife 

Above  our  i.ib'i  ing  Tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  higheft  Soaph  tries 
To  form  an  equal  Sorig. 
[6  In  humble  Notes  our  Faith  adores 
The  great  mylteriou-s  King, 
While  Angels  ftiain  their  nobler  Pow"rs, 
And  fweep  tir  immortal  String.] 

LXXXVIII.  Sa^'^vaiio?}. 

I-  pALVATION!    O  the  joyful  Sound  !: 
C5     'Tis  Fleafure  to  our  Ears  j 
A  fovVeign  Bahn  for  evYy  Wound, 
A  Cordial  for  our  Fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  Sorrow  and  in  Sin, 

At  Hell's  dark  Door  we  lay  ; 
'  But  we  arife  by  Grace  divine 
To  fee  a  heav'nly  Day, 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  Eccho  fiy 

The  fpacious  Earth  around. 

While  all  the  Armies  of  the  Sky 

Confpire  to  raife  the  Sound. 

LXXXIX.  Chrift's  rtc'lory  o-ver  Satan, 

^     liJO  S  A  N N A  to  ouv  conqu'ring  King, 
*;^     The  Prince  of  Darknefs  flies, 
His  Troops  rufii  headlong  down  to  Hell, 
Like  Lightning  from  the  Skies. 

H  5  %  There 


i64  H  Y  M  N  S   and  B.  II. 

2  There,  bound  In  Chains,  the  Lions  roar. 

And  fright  the  refcu'd  Sheep  ; 
But  he  vy  Bars  confine  their  Pow'r 
And  Milice  to  the  Bc;ep. 

3  Hofanna  to  oar  conquVing  King, 

Ail  hail  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  Thonfand  Songs  and  Glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  Head  above. 

4  Thy  Vi6l\ies,  and  thy  deatbiefs  Fame, 

Through  the  wide  World  (hall  run, 
And  everlarting  Agesfing 

The  Tiiuniphs  thou  halt  won. 

XC.  Faith  in  Chrift  for  Pardon  and  SanBification. 

1  r_J  O  W  fad  our  State  by  Nature  is  ! 
A  -i      Our  Sin  how  deep  it  ftains  ! 
And  Satan   binds  our  captive  Minds 

Fall  in  his  flavifh  Chains. 

2  But  there's  a  Voice  of  fov'reign  Grace 

Sounds  from  the  facred  Word, 
Ho,  ye  drfpairing  Sinners  come^ 
And  trtij}  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  Soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  Call, 

And  runs  to  this  Relief  5 
I  would  believe  thy  Promife,  Lord, 
Oh,  help  ray  Unbelief. 
[4  To  the  dear  Fountain  of  thy  Blood, 
V      Incarnate  God,  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  wafh  my  fpotted  Soul 
From  Crimes  of  deepeft  Dye.] 

5  Stretch  our  thine  Arm,  victorious  King, 

My  reigning  Sins  fubdue, 
Drive  the  old  Dragon  from  his  Seat, 
With  all  his  helliih  Crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helplefs  Worm, 

On  thy  kind  Arms  I  iA\  j  ; 

B(l 


B.  II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  j^e 

Be  thou  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs, 
My  Jefus,  and  my  All. 

XCI.  Tbe  Glory.  o/Chrill  i'n  Hea'ven. 

V  f^  The  Delights,  the  heav'nly  Joys, 
Xj     The  Glories  of  the  Place, 
Where  Jefus  (heds  the  brighteft  Beams 
Of  his  overflowing  Gi  ace  ! 
2  Sweet  Majefty  and  awful  Love 
Sit  fmiling  on  his  Brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  Ranks  above,. 
At  humble  Diftance  bow. 
[3  Princes,  to  his  imperial  Name, 
Bend  their  bright  Sceptres  down, 
Dominions,  Thrones,  and  PowYs  rejoice 
To  fee  him  wear  the  Crown.] 

4  Archangels  found  his  lofty  Praife 

Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  Street ; 
And  lay  their  higheft  Honours  down, 
Submiflive  at  his  Feet. 

5  Thofe  foft,  thofe  bleffed  Feet  of  his. 

That  once  rude  Iron  tore. 
High  on  a  Throne  of  Light  they  ftand, 
And  all  the  Saints  adore. 

6  His  Head,  the  dear  Majeftick  Head, 

That  cruel  Thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  Glories  Ihine, 
And  circle  it  around. 
J  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 
Whom  we  unfeen  adore  ; 
But  when  our  Eyes  heboid  his  Face,. 
Our  Hearts  fliall  love  him  more. 
[8  Lord,  how  our  Souls  are  all  on  Fire 
To  fee  thy  bleft  Abode, 
Our  Tongues  rejoice  in  Tunes  of  Praife- 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

H6  9  And 


3  6-6  H  r  M  N  S   atid  B.  II . 

9  And  wbil.t  onr  Faiih  enjoys  this  Sight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  Cla}', 
And  vv:lh  ihy  nery  Chariot?,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  Souls  away .  ] 

XCIL  The  Church  fa^oeci,  and  her  Enemies  difap- 
pointed. 

Compofed  the  5/'-6  o/*  Noveraber,  1694. 
I    QHOU  T  to  the  Lord,  and  kt  our  joys 
O     Through  the  whole  Nations  run  } 
Ye  Britij^j  Skie?,  refound  the  Noife 
Be\ond  the  riiin.?  Sun. 
a  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  Souls  admire. 
Thee,  our  glad  Voices  fing, 
And  join  with  the  Celeftial  Choir 
To  praife  th'  Eternal  King. 

3  Thy  Pow'r  the  whole  Creation  rules. 

And  on  the  ftarry  Skies 
Sit  fmiling  at  the  weak  Defigns 
Thine  envious  Foes  devife. 

4  Thy  Scorn  derides  their  feeble  Rage, 

And,  with  an  awful  Fiown, 
Flings  vaft  Confufion  on  their  Plots, 

And  fhakes  their  ^aZ'f/ down. 
[5  There  fecret  Fires  in  Caverns  lay. 

And  we  the  Sacrifice; 
But  gloomy  Caverns  ftrove  in  vain 

To  Tcape  all  fearching  Eyes. 

6  Their  dai  k  Defigns  were  all  reveal'd. 

Their  Treafons  all  betravM  ; 
Praife  to  the  Lord  that  broke  the  Snare 
Their  curfed  hands  had  laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  Sons  of  Hell 

Still  new  Rebellions  try. 
Their  Souls  (liall  pine  with  envious  Rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die. 

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8  Almight}'  Grace  defends  our  Land 
From  their  malicious  Powtj 
"Ltx.  Brifain  with  united  Songs 
Almighty  Grace  adore. 

XCIII.    God  all,  and  in  all,  Pfalm  Ixxiii.  25. 

I    "]\  /f  Y  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 
IVl     To  Thee,  to  Thee,  I  call, 
I  cannot  live,  if  thow  lemove, 
For  thou  art  All  in  All. 
[z  Thy  fhining  Grace  c^n  chear 
Tiiis  Dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 
'Tis  Paradife  when  thou  art  here. 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  HelL] 
[3  The  Smilingsof  thy  Face, 
How  amiable  they  are! 
'Tis  Heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  Embrace, 
And  no  where  elfe  but  there.] 
[4  To  Thee,  and  Thee  alone, 
The  Angels  owe  their  Blifs  ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  Throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is.] 
[5  Not  all  the  Harps  above 

Can  make  a  heav'nly  Place, 
If  God  his  Refidence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  Face.] 

6  Nor  Earth,  nor  all  the  Sky, 

Can  one  Dehght  afford. 
No,  not  a  Drop  of  real  Joy 
Without  thy  Prefence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  Sea  of  Love, 

Where  all  my  Plealures  roll; 
The  Circle  where  my  Paffions  move. 
And  Center  of  my  Soul. 
[8  To  Thee  my  Spirits  fly 
With  infinite  Defire, 

And 


i68  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

And  yet  how  far  from  Thee  I  lie ! 
Dear  Jefus,  raife  me  higher. 

XCIV.  Godmy  only  Happinefs,  Pfalm  Ixxiii,   2^. 

I    IV.  ;T  Y  God,  my  Portion,  and  my  Love, 
iVl     My  everlafting  All, 
I've  none  but  Thee  in  Heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  eaithly  Ball. 
[2  What  empty  Things  are  all  the  Skies, 
And  this  inferior  Clod  ? 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  Joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 
[  J  In  vain  the  bjight,  the  burning  Sun, 
Scatters  his  feeble  Light ; 
'Tis  thy  fweet  Beams  create  my  Noon  j 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  Night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs  Bed, 

Amongft  the  Shades,  I  roll. 
If  my  Redeemer  fhew  his  Head, 
'Tis  Morning  with  my  Soul.] 

5  To  Thee  we  owe  our  Wealth  and  Friends,, 

And  Health  and  fafe  Abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  Things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  Toy  is  glitt'ring  Wealth, 

It  once  compar'd  to  Thee  r 
Or  what's  my  Safety,  or  my  Health, 
Or  all  my  Friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  PoflefTor  of  the  Earth, 

And  caird  the  Stars  my  own. 
Without  thy  Graces  and  thyfelf, 
I  was  a  Wretch  undone. 
g  Let  others  ftretch  their  Arms  like  Seas, 
And  grafp  in  all  the  Shore, 
Grant  me  the  Vifits  of  thy  Face, 
And  I  defire  flo  more. 

XCV; 


B.  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  169 

XCV.    Look  on  him,  uahom  they  pierced,  and 
mourn. 

1  J  N  F  I  N  I  T  E  Grief  1  amazing  Woe  ! 
X     Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ; 

Heli  and  the  jenvs  confpir'd  his  Death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  Sword. 

2  Oh  the  fiiarp  Pangs  of  fmarting  Pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  Whips,  and  ragged  Thorns, 
His  facred  Body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  Whips,  and  ragged  Thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accufe, 
In  vain  I  blaaie  the  Roman  Bands, 
Arid  the  more  fpiteful  Je^ws. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  Sins,  my  crael  Sins, 

His  chief  Tormentors  were; 
Each  of  my  Crimes  became  a  Nail, 
And  Unbelief  the  Spear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  Vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guihlefs  Head  : 
Break,  break,  my  Heart,  O  burft,  mine  Eyes, 
And  let  my  Sorrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  Grace,  my  flinty  Soul, 

Till  melting  Waters  flow, 
And  deep  Repentance  drown  mine  Eyes 
In  undiffembled  Woe. 

XGVI.  Dijiingui/hing  Lo've  3  or,    Angels  punijhed) 
and  Men  faved. 

1  T^OWN  headlong,  from,  their  native  Skies, 
U     The  Rebel-Angels  fell, 

And  Thimder-bolts  of  flaming  Wrath 
Purfu'd  them  deep  to  Hell. 

2  Down  from  the  Top  of  earthly  Blifs 

Rebellious  Man  was  hurl'd  : 

And 


170  HYMNS   and  B.  11, 

And  Jefus  ftoop'd  beneath  the  Grave, 
To  reach  a  finking  VVojld. 

3  O  Love  of  infinite  Degree  ! 

Unmeafurable  Grace  ! 
Mult  Heav'n's  eternal  Darling  die 
To  fave  a  ti  ait'j  ous  Race  ? 

4  Muft:  Angels  fink  for  ever  down, 

And  burn  in  c|uenchlefs  Fire, 
Whjie  God  forfakes  his  fhining  Throne,, 
To  raife  us  Wretches  higher  ? 

5  Oh  !  for  this  Love,  let  Earth  and  Skies 

With  Hallelujahs  ling. 
And  the  full  Choir  of  human  Tongues 
All  Hallelujahs  fing. 

XCVII.   The  fame. 

1  ir^ROM  Heaven  the  finning  Angels  fell, 
17      And  Wiath  and  Darknefs  chained  them 
But  Man,  vile  Man,  forfook  his  Blifs,  (down  j 
And  Mercy  lifts  him  to  a  Crow^n. 

2  Amazing  Work  of  fov'reign  Grace, 
That  could  diitinguifh  Rebels  fo  ! 
Our  guilty  Treaf  )ns  cali'd  aloud 
For  everlafting  Fetters  too. 

3  To  Tivee,  to  Thee,  Almighty  Love, 
Our  Souls,  ourfelves,  our  All  we  pray  ; 
Millions  of  Tongues  fliall  found  thy  Praife 
On  the  bright  Hills  of  heav'nly  D?.y. 

XCVIIL  Hardnefs  of  Heart  complained  of. 

1  T^  yf  Y  Heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ! 
XVJ.     How  heavy  here  it  lies, 

Heavy  and  cold  within  my  Breaft, 
Juft  like  a  Rock  of  Ice  ! 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  Tyi'ant,  fits 

Upon  this  fiinty  Throne, 

And 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS,  171 

And  evVy  Grace  lies  bury'd  deep 

Beneath  this  Heart  of  Stone. 
How  feldom  do  I  rife  to  God, 

Or  tafte  the  Joys  above  ? 
This  Mountain  preffes  down  this  Faith, 

And  chills  my  flaming  Love. 
When  fmiling  Mercy  courts  my  Soul 

With  all  its  heav'nly  Charms, 
This  ftubborn,  this  relentlefs  Thing, 

Would  thruft  it  from  my  Arms. 

5  Againft  the  Thunders  of  thy  Word, 

Rebellious  I  have  flood  j 
My  Heart !  it  fhakes  not  at  the  Wrath 
And  Terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  fteep  this  Rock  of  mine 

In  thine  own  Crimfon  Sea  ! 
None  but  a  Bath  'f  Blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  Mint  away. 

XCIX.  The  Book  of  God's  Decrees. 

1   T     ET  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  lie 
i    J     Abas'd  before  their  God  ; 
Whatever  his  fovYeign  Voice  h:is  form'd 
He  governs  with  a  Nod. 
[2  Ten  Thoufand  Ages  e'er  the  Skies 
Were  into  Motion  brought  ,• 
All  the  long  Years,  and  Worlds  to  come, 
Stood  prefent  to  his  Thought. 
3  There's  not  a  Sparrow,  or  a  Worm, 
But's  found  in  his  Decrees  j 
He  raifes  Monarchs  on  their  Thrones, 
And  finks  them  as  he  pleafe.] 
4.  If  Light  attends  the  Courfe  I  run, 
'Tis  he  provides  thofe  Rays ; 
And  'tis  his  Hand  that  hides  my  Sun, 
If  Darknefs  cloud  my  Days. 

c  Yet 


17*  HYMNS   and  B.  II. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  mnch  concern'd, 

N'  r  vainly  1  ng  to  ftr 
The'Volumne  of  his  deep  Decrees, 
What  Months  are  writ  tor  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  Book  of  Life, 

O  may  I  rr-ad  my  Na    e 
Amon-ft  the  chofen  of  his  Love, 
7  he  FoUVers  of  the  Lamb. 

C.  The  Prefence  of  Chrift  is  the  Life  of  my  Soul 

[i    "L-J  O  W  full  of  Anguifh  is  the  Thought  ? 
i   i      How  it  diftraifs  and  tears  my  Heart  ? 

If  God  at  laft,  my  fov'i  eign  Judge, 

Should  frown,  and  bid  my  S©ui,  Depart,'] 
%  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  Stage, 

Where  flial!  I  fly  hut  to  thy  J^.reaft  ? 

For  I  have  fought  no  other  Home  j 

For  I  have  learj.t  no  other  Refl". 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  fome  Glimpfes  of  thy  Facej 
And  Heav'n,  without  thy  Prefence  there, 
Would  be  a  dark  and  tirefome  Place. 

4  When  ''p.rthly  Cares  engrofs  the  Day, 
And  hold  my  Thoughts  afide  from  Thee, 
The  ihining  Hours  of  chearfal  Light, 
Are  long  and  tedious  Years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  Evening  Vifit's  paid 
Between  my  Saviotir  and  my  Soul, 
How  dull  the  Night !  how  fad  the  Shade  ! 
How  mournfully  the  Minutes  roll ! 

6  This  Flefn  of  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  Blood  j 
To  bieathe  when  vital  Air  is  gone, 

Or  thrive  and  grow  without  !?iy  Food. 

[7  Chrij^  is  my  Light,  my  Love,  my  Care, 

My  bleffed  Hope,  my  heavenly  Prize  j 

Dearer 


B.  IL  spiritual  SONGS.  173 

Dearer  than  all  my  Paffions  are. 
My  Limbs,  myEoweJs,  or  mv  Eyes. 
;8  The  Strings  that  twine  about  my  Heart, 
Tortures  and  Racks  may  tear  them  ofFj 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 
With  their  dear  Hold  of  Chriji  my  Love.] 

[9  My  God  !   and  can  an  humble  Child, 
That  loves  Thee  with  a  Flame  fo  high. 
Be  never  from  thy  Face  exiPd 
Without  the  Pity  of  thine  Eye  ? 

JO  Impoflible  — For  thine  own  Hands 
Have  tied  my  Heart  fo  faft  to  Tiiee  5 
And  in  the  Book  the  Promife  ftands, 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  Friends  niuft  be.] 

CL  The  World's  three  chief  Temptations. 

1   "^X  7  HE  N,  in  the  Light  of  Faith  Divine, 
W       We  look  on  Things  below, 
Honour,  an  '  Gold,  and  fenfual  Joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ? 
[a  Honour's  a  PufF  of  noify  Breath  j 
Yet  Men  expofe  their  Blood, 
And  venture  everlailing  Death 
To  gain  that  airy  Good. 

3  Whilft  others  ftarve  the  nobler  Mind, 
.     And  feed  on  fhining  Dull  j 

They  rob  the  Serpent  of  his  Food, 
'T  indulge  a  fordid  Lull.] 

4  The  Pleafures  that  allure  our  Senfe 

Are  dang'rous  Snares  to  Souls; 
There's  hut  a  Drop  of  flatt'ring  Sweet, 
And  dafli'd  with  bitter  Bowls. 

5  God  is  my  All-fufficient  Good, 

My  Portion  and  my  Choice  5 

In  him  my  vaft  Defires  are  fill'd, 

And  all  my  Pow'rs  rejoice. 

6  In 


174-  HYMNS    and  B.  II 

6  In  vaJH  the  World  accofts  my  Ear, 
And  tempts  my  Heart  -.new; 
I  cannot  buy  your  Blif;  fo  dear. 
Nor  part  with  Heaven  for  you. 

CII.   A  happy  RefurreSiion, 

I   "^T  O,  ril  repine  at  Death  no  more, 
JL^      But  with  a  chearfnl  Gafp  refign 
To  the  crld  D:mge-n  of  the  Grave, 
Thefe  dying,  with'ring  Limbs  of  mine. 

a  Let  Worms  devour  my  wafting  Flefli, 
And  crumble  all  my  Bones  to  Duft  j 
My  God  (hall  raife  my  Frame  anew. 
At  the  Revival  of  the  Juft. 

3  Break,  facied  Morning,  through  the  Skies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful,  Day  ; 
Cut  Hiort  the  Hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come. 
Thy  ling'ring  Wheels,  how  long  they  ftay  ! 

[4  Our  weary  Spirits  faint  to  fee 
The  Light  of  thy  returning  Face, 
And  liear  the  Language  of  thofe  Lips, 
Where  God  has  ihtd  his  richeti-  Grace.] 

[5  Hafte  then  upon  the  Wings  of  Love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  fle^ping  Clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heaVnly  Joys, 
And  fmg  the  Triumph  of  the  Day.] 

CHL    ChriftV  CommiJJion,    John  iii.   j6,  17. 

I    /^OME,  happy  Souls,  approach  your  God, 
\j     Wi:h  new  melodious  Songs ; 
Come,  render  to  Almighty  Grace 
The  Tribute  of  your  Tongue?, 
s  So  ftrange,  fo  boundiefs  was  the  Love, 
That  plty'd  dying  Men, 
The  Father  fent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  Life  again. 

3  Thy 


" 

I 


B.  IL  Spirl-ud  S  O  N  ^  ^.  175 

3,1,,,  'ii'd 

Wirli  H  1 1;;  V    ^j    : 
No  h;ird  Ci  mrniiiioi.  i         ,       .n 
The  Vengeance  of  a  Go.i. 

4  But  all  was  Mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  Wrath  forfook  the  Fhronej 
When  Chri/i  on  the  kind  lirrand  came. 
And  brought  Salvation  do  ah. 

5  Here,  Sinners,  you  may  heal  your  Wounds, 

And  wipe  your  Sorrows  dry  j 
Truft  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  Name, 
And  you  (hall  never  die. 

6  See,  deareft  Lord,  our  willing  Souls 

Accept  thine  offer  d  Grace  j 
We  bleis  the  great  Redeemer's  Love, 
And  give  the  Father  Praife. 

CIV.     ne  fame, 

I   13  A I S  E  your  triumphant  Songs 
XV     To  an  immortal  Tune 
Let  the  wide  Earth  refound  the  Deeds 
Celeftial  Grace  has  done, 
a  Sing  how  eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chofe, 
And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  Race 
From  their  Abyfs  of  Woes. 
3  His  Hand  no  Thunder  bears, 
Nor  Terror  clothes  his  Brow, 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  Souls 
To  fiercer  Flames  below. 
4.  'Twas  Mercy  fiU'd  the  Throne, 
And  W  ath  ftood  filent  by, 
Wlien  Chrifi  was  fent  with  Pardon  down 
To  Rebels  doom'd  to  die, 
5  Now  Sinners,  dry  your  Tears, 
Let  hopelefs  Sorrow  ceafej 

Bow 


176  HYMNS  and  B.  ir. 

Bovr  to  the  Sceptre  of  his  Love, 

And  take  the  ofFer'^  Peace. 
6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  VaW, 

We  lay  an  humble  Claim 
To  the  Salvation  thou  halt  brought. 

And  love  and  praife  thy  Name. 

CV.  Repentance  fioix^ing  from  the  Patience  of  God. 

1  ^   N  D  are  we  Wretches  yet  alive? 
J\      And  do  we  yet  rebel  ? 
'Tisboundlefs,  'tis  amazing  Love, 

That  bears  us  up  from  Hell. 

2  The  Burthen  of  our  weighty  Guilt 

Would  fink  us  down  to  Flames, 
And  threatening  Vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crufh  our  feeble  Frames. 

3  Almighty  Goodnefs  cries,  Forbear^ 

And  ftrait  the  Thunder  ftays  j 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  Wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  Grace? 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  tky  Love, 

Too  long  indulg  d  our  Sin  ; 
Our  aching  Hearts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
What  Rebels  we  have  been. 

5  No  more,  ye  Lufts,  ihall  ye  command. 

No  more  will  we  i)bey  \ 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conqu'ring  Hand, 
And  drive  thy  Foes  away. 

CVI.    Repentance  at  the  Crofs, 

1  /^  If  my  Soul  was  form'd  for  Woe, 
%J     How  would  I  vent  my  Sighs ! 
Repentance  fliould  like  Rivers  flow 

From  both  my  ftieaming  Eyes. 

2  'Twas  for  my  Sins  my  deareft  Lord 

Hung  on  the  curfed  Tree, 

And 


B.  11.  Spiritual  SONGS.  177 

And  groan'd  away  a  d)ing  Life 
For  Thee,  my  boul,  for  Thee. 

3  O  how  I  hate  thofe  Lulls  of  mine. 

That  cruelty 'd  my  God  ; 
Thofe  Sins  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  Flefh 
Faft  to  the  fatal  Wood. 

4  Yes,  my  dear  Redeemer,  they  ihall  die, 

My  Heart  has  fo  decreed  j 
Nor  will  I  fpare  the  guilty  Things 
That  nade  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  Whiift,  ,with  a  melting  broken  Heart, 

My  muider'd  Loid  I  view, 
I'll  raife  Revenge  againft  my  Sins, 
And  {lay  the  Murderers  too. 

CVII.   The  enjerlajiing  Abfence  of  God  intolerable. 

1  'T^  HAT  awful  Day  will  furely  come, 
X       Th'  appointed  Hour  makes  hafte, 
"When  I  muft  ftand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pafs  the  foiemn  Teft. 
a  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  Joys, 
Thou  Sov'reign  of  my  Heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  Voice 
Pronounce  the  Sound,  Depart^ 
[3  TheThunder  of  that  difmal  Word 
Would  fo  torment  my  Ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  Soul  afunder,  Lord, 
With  moll  tormenting  Fear.] 
[4  What,  to  be  banifli'd  from  my  Life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  ? 
To  linger  in  eternal  Pain, 
Yet  Death  for  ever  fly  ?] 
J  O  wretched  State  of  deep  Defpair, 
To  fee  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  Station  where 
I  muft  not  tafte  his  Love. 

6  Jefus 


178  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

6  Jefus,  I  throw  my  Arms  around, 

And  hang  upcn  thy  Breait ; 
Without  a  gracions  Smile  from  Thee, 
Ivly  Spirit  cannot  relt. 

7  O  tell  me  thar  my  worthlefs  Name 

Is  graven  on  thy  Hands, 
Shew  me  fome  Promile  in  thy  Book 

Where  my  Salvation  Hands. 
[8  Give  me  one  kind  afluring  Word 

To  fmk  my  Fears  again  ; 
And  cheartully  my  Soul  (hall  wait 

Her  Threfcore  Years  and  Ten?} 

CVIII.    Accefs  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  by  a 
Mediator. 

I   /^  O  M  E,  let  us  lift  our  Joyful  Eyes 
V-i     Up  to  the  Court  above. 
And  fmile  to  fee  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  J  hrone  of  Love. 
3  Once  'twas  a  Seat  .f  dreadful  Wrath, 
And  (hot  devouring  Flame  j 
Our  God  appeared  Confuming  Fire, 
And  Vengeance  was  his  Name. 
3  Rich  were  the  Drops  of  Jifus''  Blood 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  Face, 
That  fpi mkled  o'er  the  burning  Throne, 
And  turn'd  his  Wrath  to  Grace. 
^  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  Feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord  j 
No  fiery  Cherub  guards  his  Seat,  ] 

Nor  double-flamiiig  Sword, 

5  The  peaceful  Gates  of  heav'nly  Blifs 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son  j 
High  let  us  raife  our  Notes  of  Praife, 
And  reach  th'  Almighty  Throne. 

6  To  Thee  Ten  Thoufand  Thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high  j 

Ani 


B.  ir.  spiritual  SONGS.  179 

And  Glory  to  th'  etern&l  King 
That  lays  his  Fury  by, 

CtX.  Tb-j  Darknefs  of  Pro-videncc. 

O  R  D,  v.e  adore  thy  vaft  Defigns, 
Th'  obfcure  Abyfs  oF  Providence, 
T'oo  deep  to  found  u:ith  mo'tal  Lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  Senfe. 
a  Now  thou  array'ft  thine  awful  Face, 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  Smile; 
-  W«  through  the  Cloud  bel'eve  thy  Grace, 
Secure  of  thy  CompafFions  Itill. 

3  Through  Seas  and  St®rms  of  deep  Diltrefs 
We  fail  by  Faith,  and  not  by  Sight  j 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  Wildernefs, 
Through  all  the  Briars  and  the  Night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  Rod 
Kefolve  to  icourge  us  Jiere  below  5 
Still  we  mull*  lean  up  -n  our  God, 
Thine  Arm  ill  ill!  br.-r  us  fafcly  through. 


ex.  Triumph  O'ver  Death,  in  Hope  of  ibe  Ri 


region. 


ijur- 


N  D  muft  this  Body  die  ? 
f\^     This  mortal  Frame  decay  ? 
And  raull  thefe  active  Limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  Clay  ? 
%  Corruption,  Earth  and  "Worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  Flefli, 
\ ..  Till  my  triumphant  Spirit  comes 

To  put  it  on  afrelh. 
3.  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  often  frem  the  Skies 
Locks  down,  and  watches  all  my  Duft, 
Till  he  ftiall  bid  it  rife. 

I  4'Arr3v'd 


j^o  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  IT. 

4.  Anay'd  in  glorious  Grace 

Shall  thefe  vile  Bodies  ftiino-, 
And  ev'ry  Sh.  pe,   and  ev'ry  Face, 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lovel\  Hopes  we  owe 

To  Jefus"  dying  Love  j 
We  would  adore  his  Grace  below. 
And  fing  his  PowV.  above, 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  Praife 

Of  thefe  our  humble  Songs, 
Till  Tunes  of  nobler  Sound  we  raifa 
With  our  immortal  Tongues. 

CXL  Thankfgi^oing  for  Fi^ory-j  or,  God's  Domi- 
nion, and  our  Dtli'verance. 

1  fyl  O  N  rejoice,  and  Judah  fing  } 
^     The  Lord  afTumes  his  Throne  j 
Let  Britain  ovmi  the  heav'nly  King, 

And  mal^e  his  Glories  known. 

2  The  Great,  the  Wicked,  and  the  Proud,       ^ 

From  their  high  Seats  are  hurl'd  J 
Jehonjah  ridi;s  upon  a  Cloud,    " 

And  thunders  through  the  Woild. 

3  He  reigns  upon  th'  eternal  Hills, 

Diftributes  mortal  Crowns, 
Empires  are  fixM  beneath  his  Smiles, 
And  totter  at  his  Frowns. 
5  Navies  that  rule  the  Ocean  wide, 
Are  vanquifli'd  by  his  Breath  j 
And  Legions,  arm'd  with  PowV  and  Pride 
Defcend  to  watVy  Death. 
5  Let  Tyrants  make  no  more  Pretence 

To  vex  cur  happy  Land  j  1 

Jeho%'a/.^s  Name  is  our  Defence,  : 

Our  Buckler  is  his  Hand.  | 

[6  Long  may  the  King,  our  Sovereign,  live,    '•= 

7^0  rule  us  by  his  Word,  2 

ll 


I;    J  J.  spiritual   SONGS.       ^  iHi 

And  all  the  Honours  he  can  give. 
Be  ©li-'erM  to  the  Lord.] 

CXII.  Angels  mifiiji ring  to  Chrift  at?d  Sainii. 

'  1^^  RE  AT  God,  to  what  a  glorious  Height 
\_y     Haft  th©u  advanced  the  Lord  thy  Son  ? 
Angels,  in  all  their  Robes  o'  Light, 
Are  made  the  Servants  of  his  Throne. 

a  Before  his  Feet  their  Armies  v/ait, 
And  fwifr  as  Flames  of  Fire  they  move. 
To  mansgehis  i\.fTai's  of  State, 
In  Works  of  Vengeance  or  of  Love. 

3  His  Orders  run  through  all  their  Hofls, 
Legions  defcend  at  his  Command, 

To  Ihield  and  guard  the  Britijl  Coafts^ 
When  foreign  Rage  Invades  our  Land. 

4  Now  they  are  Tent  to  guard  our  Feet 
Upon  the  Gates  of  thine  Abode, 
Through  all  the  Dangers  that  we  meet 
In  travelling  the  heav'nly  Road. 

[5  Lord^  when  I  leave  this  mortal  Ground^ 
And  thou  ihaltbid  me  life  and  come, 
Send  a  beloved  Angel  down 
Safe  to  conduct  my  Spirit  heme. 

CXIir.   The  fame. 

I   ^^T^-HS  Majefty  o^  Solomon  f 
J.       How  glorious  to  behold! 
The  Seivants  waiting  round  his  Throne^ 
The  Iv'ry  and  tlie  Gold  \ 
1  B«t.  mighty  God,  thy  Palace  fnines 
With  far  fuperior  Beams ; 
Th^ne  Angel  Guards  are  fwift  ae  Wlnds^ 
Thy  Minifters  are  Flames. 
[3  Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 

His  Ent-ance  on  the  Earth. 
^  Iz     '  A 


t^z  HYMNS  and  S.  I] 

A  fhining  Army  downward  fled 
To  celebrate  his  Birth. 

4  And  when  oppreft  with  Pains  and  Fears>   -> 

On  the  cold  Ground  he  lies, 
Behold  a  heav'niy  Form  appears 
T'  allay  his  Agonies.] 

5  Now  to  the  Hands  of  Chrijl  our  King 

Are  all  their  Legions  giv'n  j 
They  wait  upon  his  Saint,?,  and  bring 
H;s  chofen  Heirs  to  He^v'n. 

6  Pleafui  e  and  Praife  run  through  their  Hoft 

To  fee  a  Sinner  turn  ; 
Then  S^ita>i  has  a  Captive  loft, 
And  Chriji  a  Subjeft  born. 

7  But  there  s  au  Hour  of  brighter  Joy, 

When  he  his  Angels  fends 
Obftinate  Rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  Friends. 

8  O  !  Gould  I  fay,  without  a  Doubt, 

There  Ihall  my  Soul  be  found. 
Then  let  the  great  Arch-Angel  fhcut. 
And  the  lait  Trumpet  found. 

CXIV.  Chrift'j  Deathy  ViBory,  and  Dominion, 

X   T  Sing  my  Saviour's  w^ondVoiis  Death  j 
X     He  cc'.nquer'd  when  he  fell  j 
''^isfint/h'd,  faid  his  dying  Breath, 
And  Ihook  the  Gates  of  Hell. 
%  "'tis  finijlid,  ouv  Emctnuel  cries, 
The  dreadful  Work  is  done  j 
Hence  foall  his  fovYeign  Throne  arife,    « 
His  Kingdom  if  begun. 
3  His  Crofs  a  fure  Foundation  laid 
For  Glory  and  Renown, 
When  through  the  Regions  of  the  Dead 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  CrowH. 

4  Exalted 


B.  II.  spiritual  SONGS.  iS3 

4.  Esalred  ai-  bis  Father's  Side 
Sits  our  vi6lonoiis  Lord  j 
To  Heav'n  and  Hell  his  Hands  divide 
The  Vengeance  or  Rewfird. 
5  The  Saints,  from  his  propitious  Eye, 
Await  their  feveral  Crowns, 
And  ail  the  Sons  of"  Darknefs  fly 
The  Terrors  of  his  Frowns. 

CXV.   Ge^  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints-,  or,   Mis 
Ki7igdom  Supreme. 

J   TT  I GH  as  the  Heav'ns  above  the  Ground 
A  A     Reigns  the  Creator,  God, 
Wide  as  the  whole  Crea don's  Bound 
Extends  his  awful  Rod. 

2  Let  Princes  of  exalted  State 

To  him  aferibe  their  Crown, 

Render  their  Hon\age  at  his  Feet, 

And  caft  their  Glories  down. 

3  Know  that  his  Kingdom  is  fupreme. 

Your  lofty  Thoughts  are  vain  ; 
Ke  calls  you  Gods,  that  awful  Name, 
But  ye  muft  die  like  Men, 

4  Then  let  the  Sovereigns  of  the  Globe* 

N®r  daie  to  vtx  th.^r  Jult; 
He  puts  on  V'engear.ce  like  a  Robe, 
And  treads  the  Worm  to  Du(t. 

5  Ye  Judges  of  the  Earth,  be  wife. 


And  think  on  Heav'n  with 


ear 


The  mea?,eft  Saint  that  you  delpife, 
Has  an  Avenger  there. 

CXVI.  Merci.s  and  Thanks, 
T  y  O  W   can  I  link  with  fuck  a  Prop 
J,  A     As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  Earth's  huge  Pillars  up. 
And  fpreads  the  Heav'ns  abroad  ? 

I  3  s  Hovy 


184  HYMNS    atid  B.  Il 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jefus  lives. 

Who  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  ? 
Pa' don  and  Grace  my  Soul  receives 
Fr.m  mine  exalted  Head. 

3  All  thr.t  1  am,  zvf^  all  I  have, 

Sl-.all  be  for  ever  thine  ; 
Whste'er  my  Duty  bids  me  give. 
My  f.heai  fui  Hands  refign. 

4  Yer  if  I  might  make  fome  Referve, 

And  Duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  mv  God  with  Zeal  {o  great, 
That  I  fhould  give  him  all. 


It  TC3 
1     I 


CXVII.  Li<v':f}g  and  dying 'with  God prefent. 

innot  bear  thy  Abfence,  Lord, 
^     My  Life  r  xpires  if  Thou  depart ; 
Be  thou,  my  Heart,  ftill  near  my  God, 
And  Thoa,  my  God,  be  near  my  Heart. 
Ivvas  not  born  for  Eaith  and  i^in, 
N  r  can  I  live  on  Things  fo  vile  ; 
Yer  I  would  ftay  my  leather's  Time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  Heav'n  a  while. 
Then,  deareft  Lord,  in  thine  Embrace 
Let  m^refigfi  niy  fleeting  Breaih, 
And,  wirh  a  Smiie  upon  uiy  Face, 
Pafs  the  impo.tint  Hour  of  Deaih. 

CXVIIL  rhe  Priefthood  of  Chrift. 

BLoODlias  a  Voice  to  pierce  the  Skies  j 
RfVtnge,  the  Blood  of  Ahd  cries  -. 
l^utthe  dear  Stream,  when  Chnji  was  (iai#^ 
Speaks  ?/«<:(?,  as  Ibud,  from  ev'ry  Vein. 
Pardon  and  Peace  from  God  on  high, 
Behold  he  lays  his  Vengeance  by, 
And  Kebftls,  that  def?rvM  his  Sword, 
Become  the  FavVites  of  the  Lo.  d. 


To 


B.  ir.  spiritual   S  0  N  G  S.  li 

3  To  Jefus  let  our'Praifes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  Life  a  Sacririce  ; 
Now  he  appe?^rs  before  his  God, 
Andjor  our  Pardon  pleads  his  Blood. 

CXIX.  Tbe  Holy  Scriptures. 

I  T     ADEN  with  Guilt,  and  full  of  Fears, 
I    /     I  fly  to  Thee,  my  Lordj 
And  not  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope  appears 
But  in  thy  written  Word, 
s  The  Volume  of  my  Father's  Grace 
Does  ill  my  Griefs  affwage; 
He.  e  I  behold  ijiy  Saviour's  Face 
Aim  ft  in  ev'ry  Page. 
[3  Th-.s  is  the  Field  where  hidden  lies 
The  Pearl  of  Price  unknown  ; 
That  Me.  ch?.nt  is  divinely  wife. 
Who  makes  the  PearLhis  own. 

4  Hertconfecrated  Water  flows 

To  quench  ray  Tbiril:  of  Sin  5 
Here  the  fair  Tree  of  Knowledge  grows, 
No  Danger  dv\eiis  therein.] 

5  Thh  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  Strife 
I        -Where  Wit  and  Reaf  .>n  fail ; ' 

'•'    My  Guide  \q  evcrlaiiing  Life,    , 
Through  all  ;his  gloomy  Va'e. 

6  O  may  thy  Counfels,  mighty  Goa, 

My  roving  Feet  cc:r  ' 
Nor  T  forfake  the  h-^rr 

That  leads  tc  ihv  Ri:  v,i  Hanci, 


CXX.   rke  Lazv  -■;;'  '•■■  '  ,  '  ^-■■:::^  in  SaiVi 


HE  Lord  c: 
J,       And  keeps,  the  Vv'oild  In  Awe; 
Amidfl:  the  Smoke  on  Sinai  %  Hill, 
Breaks  out  his  flery  Law. 

J  4.  ar  The 


x86.  H  Y  M  N  S   and  h.  II. 

2  The  Lord  reveais  his  Face, 

And,  fmiling  from  above, 
Sends  do  ah  the  Gofpel  of  his  Grace, 
Th'  Ep':llles  of  his  Love. 

3  Tbcfe  f^cred  Words  impa;t 

Omv  Makei  's  ju(t  Cominsnds ; 
The  Pity  of  his  melting  Heart, 
And  Vengeance  of  his  Hands, 
[4  Hence  vv€  awake  our  Fear, 

Wt  draw  our  Comfort  hence  ; 
The  Arms  of  Grace  are  treafur'd  her*?, 
And  Armour  of  Defence. 

5  We  le.^rn  Chriji  crucify'd, 

And  here  behold  his  Blood; 
Al!  Arts  and  Knowledges  befide 
Vviil  do  us  little  Good.] 

6  We  read  ihe  heav'nly  Word, 

We  take  the  oHer-'d  Grace, 
Obey  the  Statutes  of  ti^e  Lord, 
And  trud  his  Promifes. 

7  In  vain  (hall  Satun  rage 

Againft  a  Book  divine  ; 
Where  Wrath  and  Lightning  guards  the  Page, 
Where  ii earns  of  ry-ercy  (hine. 


CXXI.  Ike  La-M  and  Gofpel  difiingu'/hed. 


'T 


What  Du;ies"to  our  God  we  owe; 
But  'tis  the  Gofpel  muft  reveal 
Where  lies  cHr  Strength  to  do  hi§  Will. 
Tiie  Law  difcorers  Guilt  and  Sin, 
And  fiiev.s  how  vile  our  Hearts  have  be?n, 
Only  the  Gofpel  can  exprefs 
Forgiving  Love  and  cleanfing  Grace. 
What  Curfts  d  >th  the  Law  denounce 
Againft  the  Man  that  fails  but  once? 

But 


B,ll.  Spiritual   SONGS.  187 

But  in  the  Gofpei  Chriji  appears 
Pardoning  the  Guilt  of  num'rous  Years, 
4  My  Soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  Life  and  Comfort  from  the  Law, 
Fly  to  tlve  Hope  the  Gofpfl  gives  j 
The  Man  that  trails  the'Promife,  li'/es. 

CXXII,    Retirement  and  Mediiatioft, 

1  1%  /T  Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be  ^ 
^VJ.     A  Stranger  to  myielF  and  Thee  ,-. 
Amidft  a  Thculand  Thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  higheft  Love. 

2  Why  fiiouid  my  Pafuons  mix  with  Earth, 
And  thus  debafe  my  heavYily  Birth? 
Why  ihould  I  cleave  v5  Things  below. 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ?- 

3  Call  me  away  from  Fleili  and  Senfe, 

One  fov'reign  Word  can  draw  me  thence  j 
I  would  obey  the  VoicelDivine, 
And  all  inferior  Joys  refign. 

4  Be  Earth  with  all  her  Scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  Noife  and  Vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  fecret  Silence  of  the  Mind 

My  Heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  iind. 

CXXlir.  The  Benefit  of  public  Ordinances,^ 

3      A    W  AY  from  ev'ry  mortal  Care,. 

£\.     Away  from  Earih  o(%Sou!s  retreat ; 

We  leave  this  worthlefs  World  afar. 

And  wait  and  wojlliip  near  thy  Seat. 
7.  Lord,  in  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace, 

We  fee  thy  Feet,  and  we  adore  j 

We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  Face, 

And  learn  the  Wonders  of  thy  Fow'r. 
3  While  here  our  vr,riou3  V/,ants  we  mourn, 

UHited  Groans  nfcend  on  high, 

1 5  And 


iS8  irr-M  H  ^    and  B.  11. 

And  Pit.ver  b?ars  a  quick  Return 
Of  }>1^. nmgs  in  Variety-.  •-. 

[4  If  SalaniAgt,  and  Sin  groA'  ftrong,       * 
Here  we  receive  fotne  chearing  Word  j 
We  gird  the  ^ofpel- Armour  on 
To  tight  the  Battles  oi  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  Spirit  faints  and  dies, 
(Our  Confcience  galPd  with  inward  Stings) 
Here  doih  tlie  righteous  Sun  ai  ife 
Wilh  healing  Hfams  beneath  h'xi  Wings.] 

6  Fi-.ther,  my  ^oul  woulJ  itill  aiiide 
Within  thy  Temple,  near  thy  Side; 
But  if  my  Feet  muft  hence  dep.iii, 
Still  keep  thy  Dive; ling  in  u\y  Heart. 

CXXIV.  Mofes,  Aaron,  and  Jofliua. 

J  '^^  I  S  not  the  Law  of  Ten  Commands, 
.J.        On  holy  .S/^r*?/ giv-n, 
Or  fent  to  Men  by  Mofes'  Hands, 
Can  bring  us  fafe  to  Heav'n, 

2  *Tis  not  the  Blood  which  Aaron  Tpil/-, 

Nor  Smoke  of  fweetell  Smell, 

Can  buy  a  Pardc":  for  our  Guilt, 

Or  fave  our  Souls  from  Hell. 

3  Aaron,  the  Prieft,  refigns  his  Breath 

At  God's  immediate  Will ; 
And  in  the  Def.irtjields  to  Death 
Upon  til'  ap^inted  Hill. 

4  And  thus  on  jftda^s  yonder  Side 

The  Tribes  of  I/rael  ftand  j 
While  Mo/es  bow'd  his  Head  and  died, 
Short  of  the  promised  Land. 

5  Ifraely  rejoice,  now  *  Jojhua  leads. 

He'll  bring  your  Tribes  to  Reft  j 

*  J^Jkua  the  fame  with  Jiju:,  and  fignifics  a  Sa* 

VJOUV. 


13.  If.  •     spiritual   SONG  S.  189 

So  far  the  Sa'viour's  Name  exceeds 
The  Ruler  and  the  PrhJ}. 

CXXV.  Faith  a^id  Repentaiice,   Unhdlef  and  h'-.p- 
nitence. 

1  T      I  F  E  and  immortMl  Joys  are  giv'n 

J__^  To  Souls  tliar  rTiourn  the  Sins  they've  cone. 
Children  c\  "".     '    ;;-:^de  Hei;i  of  Heav'n 
By  Faith  3/;  ;  rnai  5..n, 

2  "Woe  to  t!ie  V-  .  c  „a  inat  nE^-er  :ek 
The  i -iwa^d  Pangs  or"  pious  Grief, 
But  adds  t.^  all  his  crying  GuJit 
TheftLil.b:rn  Sm  ot  UrK).:lief.- 

3  The  Law  condem:-iS  the  Rebel  dead, 
Under  the  VVr.ith  of  Gud  he  lies  5 
Ke  feals  the  Curfe  on  his  own  Head,, 
And  with  a  double  Vengeance  dies. 

CXXVI.  God  glorified  in  the  GofpeL  - 

1  '^T^HE  Lord,  defcending  from  above, 

S, ,     Invites  his  Childien  near. 
While  Pow'r  and  Truth,  and  boundlefs  Love^ 
Difpla}/  their  Glories  here. 

2  Here  in  thy  Gofpel's  wonci'rous  Frame 

Frefli  Wonders  we  purfue  ; 
A  Thouiand  Angels  learn  thy  Name 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  Name  is  writ  in  fairePc  Lines,  , 

Thy  Wifdom  hef  e  we  trace  j 
Wifdom  through  all  the  MylVry  fhines^ 
And  fliines  in  j^fui  Face. 
4.  The  Law  it-,  bed  Obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God  5 
And  thy  revenging  Juftice  fhows 
Its. Honours  iri  his  Blood. 

1,6  cBut 


190  H  r  M  N  S    and  B.  II. 

5  But  ftill  the  Luftre  of  thy  Grace 
Our  wannfr  Thoughts  employ?, 
Gih]s  the  whole  Scene  with  brighter  Rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  Joys. 

CXXVII.  Circunicifion  and  Baptlfm. 

(Writte?j  only  J  or  tkofe  njcho  preMife  the  Baptifm  qf 
Infanti.) 

1  np  H  U  S  did  the  Sons  cf  Ahra'm  pafs 

A       Under  the  Bloody  Se?i  of  Grace  j 
The  young  Diiciples  bore  the  Yoke, 
Till  Chiift\\\t  painful  Bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  Ways  doth  Jejui  prove 
His  Father's  Covenant,  and  his  Love; 
Re  Tamils  to  Saints  liis  glorious  Grace, 
And  net  forbids  their  Infant  Race. 

3  Their  Seed  is  fpnnkled  with  his  Blood, 
Their  Chiidrtn  fet  ?.part  for  God  ; 
His  Spirit  on  their  Oifspring  fhed, 
Like  Water  pour'd  upon  the  Head. 

4  Let  ev'ry  Saint  with  chearful  Voice 
In  this  large  Covenant  rejoice  j 
Young  Children  in  their  early  Days 
Sliall  give  the  God  of  Abra'm  Praife. 

CXXVIIL  Corruft  Nature  from  Adam. 
1    T>  L  E  S  S '  D  with  the  Joys  of  Innocence, 
jO     Aa'am,  our  Father,  ftood, 
Till  he  debased  his  Soul  to  Senfe, 
And  eat  th'  unlawful  Food, 
a  Now  we  are  born  a  finful  Race, 
To  finful  Joys  inclin'd  ; 
Rcafon  has  kft  its  native  Place, 
And  Flefli  enflaves  the  Mind. 
3  While  Fledi,  and  Senfe,  and  Paffion  reigns, 
Sin  is  the  f*^  eeteit  Good  j 

We 


B.  XL  Spiritual  SONG  S.  i^i 

We  fancy  MuHck  in  o"ur  Chains, 
And  fo  forget  the  Load, 

4  Great  Gcd  !  renew  our  ruiii'd  Frame, 

Our  broken  rowVs  reitore, 
Infpire  us  with  a  heav'nly  Flame,    . 
And  Flefl:;  fliali  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  wjite  thy  Law 

Upon  our  inward  Parts, 
And  let  the  fecond  Adam  draw 
His  Iniage  on  our  Hearts. 

CXXIX.  JVenvalk  by  Faith,  and  not  b^  Sight. 

J  'r7"n  J  s  by  the  Faith  of  Joys  to  come, 

J.     We  walk  through  Befarts  dark  as  Night  j 

Till  we  arrive  at  Keav'n  oiif  Home, 

Faith  is  our  Guide,  and  Faith  our  Light, 
a  The  Want  of  Sight  (he  well  fupplies 

She  makes  the  pearly  Gates  appear. 

Far  into  diftant  Worlds  fhe  pries. 

And  brings  eternal  Giories  near. 

3  Chearful  we  tread  the  Dcfart'through, 
While  Faith  infpires  a  heav'nly  Ray  j 
Though  Lions  roar,  and  Tempefts  blowj 
And  Rocks  and  Dangers  fill  the  Way. 

4  So  Abra'fn,  by  Divine  Command, 
Left  his  own  Houfe  to  walk  with  God  j 
His  Faith  beheld  the  promised  Land^ 
And  fir'd  his  Zeal  along  the  Road. 

€XXX.  rhe  ns^  Creation, 

TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  own  Giories  fhew  3 
Behold,  I  Jit  upon  my  Thranei 

Creating  all  Thi?tgs  m^w. 
Nature  and  Sin  are  paffd  aivay^ 
And  the  old  Adam  dies  •■, 


19^  Ur  M  N  S   and  3.  II. 

My  Hands  a  r.e-zv  Fcuiidatioti  lay, 

St£  the  nei»j  IVorid  arife. 
3  ril  be  a  Son  of  Rigkteoufnefs 

To  the  mtv  Hea-vns  I  make  ; 
None  but  the  Neivborr.  Hein  of  Grace, 

My  Glories  foatl partake. 
4.  Mighty  Redeemer,  fet  v.\t  frse 

From  my  old  State  of  Sin  j 
O  make  my  Soul  aliv'e  to  Thee, 

Create  new  Powers  within. 

5  Renew  mine  Eyes,  ar.d  form  mine  Ears, 

And  mould  my  Heai  t  afrefh  ; 
Give  me  nc^w  PafTjons,  Joys  and  Fear:, 
And  turn  tiie  Stone  to  Fiefli. 

6  Far  (Vom  the  Regions  or"  the  Dead, 

From  Sin,  and  Earth,  and  Hfli, 
In  the  nevv  VVoild,  that  Giiice  has  n»ade, 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

CXXXI.  rhe  Excellency  of  the  Chrifiart  Religion, 

r  T     E  T  everlafting  Glories  crown 

JL/  Thy  He.id,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  -, 
Thy  Hsnds  have  brought  Salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  BieiT.ngs  in  thy  Word. 

[2  What,  if  we  trace  the  Globe  around. 
And  fearch  from  Britain  to  Japan^ 
There  fhall  be  no  Religion  found 
So  juft  to  God,  fo  fafe  to  Man.] 

3  In  vain  the  trembling  Confcience  feeks 
Some  folid  Ground  t©  relt  upon  j 
With  longDefpair  the  Spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Chrif  alone. 

4  How  well  thy  blefTed  Truths  agree  ! 
How  wife  and  holy  thv  Commands ! 
Thy  Promifes,  how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  Hope  ami  Comioit  ftaodls ! 

[5  Not. 


B.  II.  Sfiritual  SONGS.  19:? 

[5  Not  the  feign'd  Fields  of  Heatlfnijb  Blifs 

Could  raife  fuch  Pleafures  in  the  Mind  j 

Nor  does  the  Turhjh  Paradife 

Pretend  to  Joys  io  w  1!  refind.] 
6  Shou'd  ail  the  Forms  that  Men  devife 

i^flault  niy  Faithv.ith  treacherous  Art, 

I'd  call  them  Vanity  and  Lie^, 

And  bind  the  Gof^.e)  to  my  Heart. 

CXXXII.  Vne  Cjnces  of  Cbrift. 

3   WJ  E  blefs  the  Prop'nei:  of  the  Lord.. 

V\        I'hat  comes  vv-icli  Truth  and  Grace :_ 
Jefus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  Word, 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  Ways- 

2  We  revVence  our  Hign-Prieft  above 

Who  offer'd  up  his  Blood  ; 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  Love, 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King", 

How  fweet  are  his  Coinmands  ! 
He  guards  our  -Souls  from  Hell  and  Sin 

By  his  Almighty  Hands. 
4.  Hofanna  to  his  glorious  Name, 

Who  faves  by  different  Wa3S  j 
His  Mercies  lay  a  fovVeign  Claim 

To  cur  immortal  Fraife. 

CXXXIII.  The  OperatioM  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

3    F7  T  E  R  N  A  L  Spirit,  we  confefs, 

XL     And  fing  the  Wonders  of  thy  Grace  5 
Thy  Pow'r  conveys  our  Bleflings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

%  Enlighten'd  by  thine  heavenly  Ray, 
0».r  Shades  and  Darknefs  turn  to  I)ay  3 
Thine  inward  Teachings  mske  us  know 
0«r  Danger  and  our  Refuge  to©. 

3  Thy 


194  HYMNS   and  B.  IL 

3  Thy  PowV  and  Glory  works  within, 
And  breaks  the  Chains  of  reigning-  Sin  ; 
Doth  our  rhiperipus  Lulls  fubdue. 

And  torms  our  wretched  Hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  Coni'cience  knows  thy  Voice, 
Thy  chearin^  Words  awake  our  Joys; 
Thy  Word  allays  the  ftormy  Wind, 

And  calms  the  Surges  of  the  Mind. 

CXXXIV.  Circumcifi07i  ahol\J})ed. 

1   'TT^  H  E  Promife  was  divinely  free,  ^ 

X       Extenfive  was  the  Grace  : 
J  ivill  the  God  of  Abra'm  he^ 
And  of  his  niijri'rciis  Race. 
a  He  (aid,  and  with  a  bloody  Seal 
Confirm\l  the  Words  he  fpoke  5 
Long  did  the  Sons  of  Abra?n  feel 
The  fliarp  and  painful  Yoke. 

3  Till  God's  own  Son,  def'cending  low, 

Gave  his  own  Fle(h  to  bleed  ; 

And  Gentiles  tafte  the  BlelTing  now. 

From  the  hard  Bondage  freed. 

4  The  Grd  of  Abra'm  claims  our  Praife, 

His  Promifes  endure, 
And  Chrijl  the  Lord,  in  gentler  Ways, 
Makes  the  Salvation  fui  e. 

CXXXV.  Types  and  Prophecies  of  Chrift. 

I    T>  E  H  O  LD  the  Woman's  promised  Seed, 

J3     Behold  the  great  MJ/iab  come  j 

Behold  the  Prophets  ail  agreed 

To  give  him  the  fuperior  Room. 
a  Abrajn,  the  Saint,  rejoic'd  of  old, 

When  Vifions  of  the  Lord  he  faw; 

Mofs,  the  Pvlan  of  God,  foretold. 

This  great  Ful/iller  of  his  La-w. 

-i  The 


B.  II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  19  j 

3  The  Types  bore  Witnefs  to  his  Name  • 
Obtain'd  their  chief  Deilgn,  and  ceas'd  j 
The  Incenfe,  and  the  bleeding  Lurci^^ 
The  Ark,  the  Aitar,  and  the'prieft. 

4  Predidlions  in  Abimdance  meet 

To  join  their  BieiTings  on  his  Head  | 

jefus,  we  woiTh'p  at  tiiy  Feet, 

And  Nations  own  the  promis'd  Seed, 

CXXX VI.  Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  Chrift, 

1  'T^  H  E  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son 

J.       To  make  his  Entrance  on  this  Earth  3 
Behold  tlie  Midnight  bright  as  Noon, 
.  And  iTreav'nly  Hofts  declare  bis  Birth. 

2  About  the  yonng  Redeemer's  Head 
What  "Wonders  and  what  Glories  meet ! 
An  unknown  Star  arofe,  and  led 

The  Eariern  Sages  to  his  Feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  confpire 
The  Infant-Saviour  to  proclaim  5 
Invvr-rd  :hey  felt'the  fcred  Fire, 

And  i)it.';"s'd  '.he  Bcbe,  and  own'd  his  Name, 

4  Let  y^fTtj  and  Greiks  blafphenie  alou-d, 
And  treat  the  holy  Child  with  Scorn  3 

,    Oar  Souls  adore  th'  eternrd  God, 
Who  condtfcended  to  be  born. 

CXXXVI.  Miracles   in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Ke- 
jurreFnon  cf  Chrilt. 

1    OEHOLD  the  Blind  their  Sight  receive j 
J3     Behold  the  De.nd  awake  and  live  3 
The  Dmrb  fpeak  Wonder? ;  and  the  Lame 
Leap  like  the  Kart,  and  blefs  his  Name. 

^  Thus  dcth  th'  Eternal  Spi;it  own, 
And  feal  the  Miffion  oi  his  Son  i 

.     The 


196  H  r  M  N  S    nnd  B.  IL 

T!ie  Father  vindicates  his  Caiife, 
Wiiile  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  Crcfs^ 

3  He  dies  J  the  Heav'ns  in  Mourning  itood  5 
He  fifes,  and  appears  a  God  ^ 

Behold  the  Lord  afcending  high,  j 

Nr^Mnore  to  hleed,  no  raore  to  die. 

4  Kence,  and  for  ever,  from  my  Heart 
1  i?id  my  Doubts  and  Fears  depart  j 
And  to  thofe  H^nds  my  vSoul  refign, 
"Which  bear  Credentials  fo  divine, 

CXXXVIII.  rhe  Fewer  of  the  Cofpd. 

1  'X^  H  IS  is  the  Word  of  Truth  and  Love, 
i       Sent  to  the  Nations  from  above  j 

'Jeko^-vah  here  refolvci  to  ftiev/ 

What  his  Almighty  Grace  can  do. 
a  This  Remedy  did  Wifdom  find 

To  heal  Difeafes  of  the  Mind  j 

This  fov'reign  Balm,  whofe  Virtues  can 

Reliore  the  ruin'd  Creature,  Man. 

3  The  Gofpel  bids  the  D'c^ad  t^evive, 
Sinners  o!>ey  the  Voice,  and  live  ^ 

Diy  Bone.s  are  rais'd,  -and  cloath'd  afrefn, 
And  Hearts  of  Stone  are  turned  to  P'iffii. 

4  Wheie  Satan  reignM  in  Sliades  of  Night, 
7  he  Gofpel  ftrikes  a  heav'ni^   Light  ; 
Our  Luirs  its  wondV^us  j'ow'r  cont.cuis, 
And  calms  the  Rage  of  angry  Souls. 

5  Lions,  and  Bealts  of  favage  Name, 
Put  on  the  Nuure  of  the  Lamb; 
While  tl>e  wild  World  efteeins  it  ilange, 
Gaze,  snd  admire,  and  hate  the  Change. 

6  ivlay  but  his  Grace  my  Soul  renevv, 
Let  i-?nners  gaze  and  hate  me  too  ; 
The  Word  that  laves  me  dees  engnge 
A  fure  Dcferice  fjom  all  the-ir  Rage. 

^     CXXXIXJ 


B.  ir.  spiritual    SONGS.  J?7 

'  CXXXTX.  T.be  Exanr^le  r/ Chrift, 

1  "^  /f"  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
JJVa     I  read  my  Duty  in  .hy  Word  3 
But  in  thy  Life  the  Lav^  appears. 
Drawn  out  in  living  Chai-.-6lcrs. 

a  Such  was  thy  Truth,  and  fuch  thy  Zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  iijy  Father's  WiJJ, 
Such  Loy€,  and  Meeknefs  fo  divine, 
I  would  tranfcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  Mountains,  and  the  Midnight  Air, 
Witnefs'd  ihe  Fervour  of  thy  Pray'r  j 
The  Def?rt  thy  Temptations  knew, 
Thy  Conflift  and  thy  Vjdl'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  Pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  oF  thy  gracious  Image  here  ; 
Then  God  the  Jadge  fliall'own  my  Name 
Amonglt  the  FcU'wei  s  of  the  Lamb, 

CXL.  The  E?:ampk  of  Chrift  and  the  Saints. 

^  f^  ^  ^  ^  '"^^^  ^^^  Wings  of  Faitli  to  rife 
V     \JJ     Vvithin  the  Veil,  aud  fee- 

The  Saints  above,  how  great  their  Joys, 
How  bright  their  Gi:rif-s  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  he-  e  below, 

And  wet  their  Ccuch  with  Tears  5 
They  wrtf^ltd  h-a;d,  as  we  do  now, 
Witli  Sins,  and  Doubts,  and  Fesrs. 

3  I  afk  them  whence  their  VictVy  came  j 

They  uith  united  Breath 
Alcribe  their  Conqueii  to  the  Lamb^ 
Their  Triumph  to  his  Dea;h. 

4  Thev  mark'd  the  Footfteps  tb^the  trod 

(His  Ztal  infpi.^'d  their  Bre^ft) 
And,  fcHowingtbeir  incarnate  God, 
Fcirels'd  the  oromis^d  Rtfc. 

5  Our 


19?  H  r  M  N  S  and  B.  I) 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  Praife 
For  his  own  Pattern  giv'n, 
While  the -long  Cioud  of  Witneires 
Shew  ;h£  iame  Path  to  Heav'n. 

CXLI.   Taiih  cjjjjifd  by  ^enfe  \  or,  Preaching  Bap-^ 

tifrn,  and  the  Ae/v/'j   Supper. 
1    "jVyT  Y  Saviour  God,  my  fov 'reign  Prince, 
jLVa     Reigns  far  above  (he  Skies  ! 
But  brings  "his  Graces  down  to  Senfe, 
And  he]|)s  ray  Faith  to  rife. 
z  My  Eyts  and  Ears  fhall  biefs  his  NaniC, 
They  read  ^nd  hear  his  Word  ; 
My  Touch  and  Tafte  ftiall  do  the  fame, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptifa.al  Water  is  dc-fign'd 

To  feal  his  clean fing  Grace  j 
While  at  his  Feaft  of  Bfead  and  Wine 
He  gives  his  Saint--  a  Place. 

4  But  not  the  Waters  of  a  Flood 

Can  make  my  ¥\tCn  fo  clean, 

As  by  his  Spirit,  and  his  Blood, 

He'll  wnfh  my  Soul  from  Sin. 

5  Not  choicefl;  Meats,  or  noblelt  Wines, 

So  mvich  my  Hea»rt  refrefli, 
As  when  my  Faith  goes  through  the  Signs, 
And  freds  upon  his  Fiefh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord  that  ftoops  fo  low 

To  give_his  Word  a  Seal; 
Eut  the  rich  Grscc  his  Hands  bellow, 
Exceed-s  the  Figures  (till. 

CXLIL  Faiib  in  Chrift  our  Sacrifice, 
X    f^l  O  T  all  the  Blood  of  Beafts, 
1^      On  Je^jj'ifn  Altars  fl-iin, 
Could  give  the  Vuilty  Conlcience  Peace, 
Of  wafji  away  the  Stain. 

%  But 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONG  S.  199 

z  But  Chr'ij},  the  heavTily  Eamb, 
_  Takes  all  our  Sins  away  ; 
A  Sacrifice  of  nobler  Name, 
And  riclier  Blood  than  thev, 
3  My  Faith  would  lay  her  Hand 
On  that  dear  Head  of  thine. 
While  like  a  Penitent  I  ftand. 
And  there  confefs  my  Sin. 
t.  My  Soul  looks  back  to  fee 

The  Burthens  thou  didft  bear. 
When  hanging  on  the  cuifed  Tree, 
And  hopes  her  Guilt  was  there. 
5  Believing,  we  rejoice  ^ 

To  fee  the  Curie  rennove  j 
We  blefs  the  Laiv.b  with  chearful  Voice^ 
And  firig  his  bleeding  Love. 

CXLIII.  Tlejh  and  Spirit. 

3   \5|7HAT  diif'rent  Pow'rs  of  Grace  and  Sin 
YV       Attend  cur  mortal  State  ? 
I  hate  the  Thoughts  that  work  within^ 
And  do  the  Works  I  hate. 
%  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die. 
While  Sin  and  Satati  reign  3 
Now  raife  my  Songs  of  Triumphs  high. 
For  Grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  Darknefs  ftruggles  with  the  Light, 

Till  perfe6V  Day  arife  j 
Water  and  Fire  maintain  the  Fight, 
Until  the  Weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  Flefh  and  Spirit  ftrive, 

And  vex  and  break  my  Peace  j 
But  I  ftiall  quit  this  mortal  Life, 
And  Sinf  tor  ever  ceafe. 


CXLIV, 


ao3  HTM  N  S.  and  B 

CXLIV.  Th  Ffif/ion  of  the  Spirit  i  cr,  The  SucceL 

of  tks  GofpeL 

I  f^  R  E  A  T  was  the  Day,  the  Joy  was  great,' 
xjf     When  the  divine  D,fciples,met ; 
Whilft  on  their  Heads  the  Spirit  cauie, 
And  (at  like  Tongues  of  cloven  Flame. 

a  What  Gifts,  what  Miracles  he  gave  ! 
And  PowY  to  kill,  and  Pow'r  to  f'ave  ! 
Furnilh'd  their  Tongues  wiih  wond'rous  Word 
Initead  of  bhitids,  and  Spears,  and  S\VOrds. 

3  Thus  arm'd,  he  fent  the  Champions  forth, 
From  EaJ)  to  l^tj},  Jrom  South  to  North  j 
GOf  and  njferl^ur  Sa<viour''j  Caufe^ 
Csy  fpread  the  Whfiry  of  his  Crofs. 

4  Thole  Weapons  of  the  holy  War, 
Of  what  Almighty  Force  tliey  are, 
To  make  our  Itubborn  i^airions  bow, 
And  lay  the  pioudtit  Rebels  1  jw  I 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  i-^xaQ, 
Are  by  thefe  heav'niy  Arms  fubdu'd  j 
While  Satan  I'ages  at  his  Lofs, 

.    And  hates  the  Do6li  ine  of  the  Crofs, 

6  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  Heart  fubdae, 
I  would  be  i:d  in  Triumph  too, 
A  willing  Captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  fuig  the  Vi6t  ries  of  his  Word. 

CXLV.  Sight  through  a  Glafs,  and  Face  to  Face, 

1   T  L  O  V  E  the  Win:lows  of  thy  Grace,^*.       j 
X     Through  which  ray  j^ord  is  feen,  i 

And  long  to  meet  my  baviour's  Face,  .< 

Without  a  Giaft,  between. 
a  O  that  the  happy  Hour  were  come, 
To  change  my  Faith  to  Sight! 
I  fli:^ll  behold  my  Lord^Jipme, 
In  a  diviner  Light.  M^m- 

-  fP  ,  3  Hafte, 


i  B.  II.  Spiritual  S  0  N  G-  S.  20 s 

'  3  Hafte,  my  beloved,  and  remove 

I  Thef  interpofing  D.-;ys  j 

I  Then  fhall  my  Pa/Tions  all  be  Love, 

;  And  all  my  Pow'is  be  Praife 

CXLVI.  The  {Canity  of  Creatures-^  or,  No  Riji  on 

'Earth. 

A  N  has  a  Soul  of  vaft  Defires, 
He  burns  within  with  reltlefs  Fkes,    , 
Tois'd  to  and  fro,   his  PafTions  iiy 
From  Vanity  to  Vanity. 
3  In  vain  on  Earth  we  hope  to  hi\d 
Some  folid  Good  to  fill  the  Mind  ; 
We  t;  y  new  Pleafure.-,  but  we  feel 
The  inwai  d  Thirft  rsnd  Torment  ftill. 

3  So,  when  a  raging  Fever  burns. 

We  (hift  from  Side  to  Side,  by  Turns; 

And  'tis  a  poor  ReJitf  we  gain 

To  change  the  Place,  but  keep  the  Pain. 

4  Great  God,'  fubdwe  this  vicious  Thirtt, 
This  Love  to  Vanity  and  Duft ; 

Cure  the  vile  Fever  of  the  Mind, 
And  feed  our  Souls  with  Joys  refin'd. 

CXLVII.  rke  Creation  of  the  n'orldy  Gen.  i. 

I     7\T^'  ^^  l^t  a  fpacious  IVorld  arife, 
•'•  '      Said  the  Creator,  Lord} 
At  once  th'  obedient  Earth  and  Skies, 
Rofc  at  his  iov'reign  Word. 
[2  Dark  was  the  Deep ;  the  Waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  Land  ; 
He^caird  the  Light ;  the  new-born  Day 
Attends  oa  his  Command. 
3  He  bids  the^Clouds  afcend  on  high  j 
The  Clouds  afcend,  and  be-ar 
A  wat  ry  Treafure  to  the  Sky, 
And  float  on  fofter  Air. 

4  The 


20X  HYMNS    and  B.  II 

4.  The  liqttid  Element  below 
Was  gather  d  by  liis  Hand  ; 
The  rolling  ieas  cogetker  flow, 
And  leave  the  iblid  Lard. 
5  With  Kerbs  and  Plants  (a  flow'ry  Biitn) 
The  naked  Glebe  he  crown "d. 
E'er  there  v\as  Rain  to  blefs  the  Earth, 
Or  Sun  to  warm  the  Ground: 
d-Then  headorn'd  the  upper  Skies  j 
Behold  the  Sun  appeais, 
The  Moon  and  Stars  in  Order  rife, 
To  inaj  k  out  Mont-hs  and  Years. 
7  Out  of  the  Deep  th'  Ahn-ghty  King 
Did  vital  Beings  I'rame, 
The  painted  Fowls  of  evVy  Wing-, 
And  Fidi  of  ev'ry  Name.] 
S  He  gave  the  Lion  and  the  Wc  rm 
At  once  their  wond'rous  Bir-.h, 
And  grazing  Beads,  of  various  Form, 
Rofe  from  the  teeming  Earth. 

9  Adam  was  form'ti  of  equal  Clay,     . 

Though  Sov'reign  of"  the  relt, 

Defign'd  for  noblci-  Ends  than  they, 

W  ith  God's  own  Image  blefs'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  tke  Maker's  Eye 

The  young  Creation  ftood  : 
He  faw  the  Building  from  on  high, 
His  Word  pronounc'd  it  good. 
XI  Lord,  while  the  Frame  of  Nature  ftands, 
Thy  Praife  (hall  fill  my  Tongue  j 
But  the  new  World  of  Grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  Song. 

CXLVIII.  God  reconciled  in  Chrift 
t   "r>  EAR  EST  of  all  the  Names  above, 
X_y     My  J(fu5^  and  my  God, 
Who  can  refilt  thy  heav'nly  Love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  Biood  ? 


.  ir.  spiritual  SONGS,  joj 

vris  by  the  Merits  of  thy  Death 

The  Father  fmiles  again  , 
'Tis  by  tliine  interceding  Breath 

The  Spirit  dwells  with  Men. 
Till  God  in  human  Fiefii  I  fee. 

My  ThoQghts  no  Comfoi  t  find  j 
The  Holy,  Juft,  and  Sacred  Three 

Are  Terrors  to  my  Mind. 
But  if  ImmanueTs  Faee  appear. 

My  Hope,  my  Joy,  begins  j 
His  Name  forbids  my  flavifh  Fear, 

His  Grace  removes  my  Sins. 
"While  Je^cvs  on  their  own  Law  rely. 

And  Greeks  of  Wifdom  boafl, 
I  love  th'  Incarrfate  Myitery, 

And  there  I  fix  my  Truit. 

IXLIX.  Honour  to  Magijirates-,  or,  Government 
from  God. 
Ty- TERN  AL  Sovereign  of  the  Sky, 
1"'^     And  Lord  of  ail  below, 
We  Mortals,  to  thy  Majefty 
Our  firft  Obfdience  owe. 
I  Our  Souls  adore  thy  Throne  fuprerae, 

And  blefs  thy  Providence, 
'  For  Magiftrates  of  meaner  Name, 

Our  Glory  an<3  Defence. 
■3  The  Crowns  of  Britijh  Princes  (hine 
With  Rays  above  the  reft, 
Where  Laws  and  Liberties  combine 
To  mcike  the  Nation  bleft.] 
f  Kingdoms  on  firm  Foundations  iiand, 
While  Virtue  finds  Rewzrd  j 
And  Sinners  perifh  from  the  Land, 
By  juftice  and  the  Sword. 
5  Let  Cafar"%  Due  be  ever  pa'd 
To  Cafar  and  his  Throne, 

K  But 


ao4.  H  Y  M  N  S   and  B.  II. 

But  Confciences  and  Souls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone. 

CL.  The  Deceitfulnefs  of  Sin. 

1  O I N  has  a  Thoufand  treacherous  Arts 
O     To  pradlife  on  the  Mind  ; 

With  flattering  Looks  (he  tempts  our  Hearts, 
Bat  leaves  a  Sting  behind. 

2  With  Njimea  of  Virtue  fhe  deceives 

The  Aged  and  the  Young  j 
And  while  the  heedlefs  Wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  Fetters  ftrong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  Joy  (he  brings. 

And  gives  a  fair  Pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  Soul  of  heav'nly  Things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  Senfe. 

4  So  on  a  Tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  Food  ; 
Our  Mother  took  herPoifon  there. 
And  tainted  all  her  Blood. 

CI^I.  Prophecy  and  In/piration. 

I  VTn  WAS  by  an  Order  from  the  Lord, 
X    The  Ancient  Prophets  fpoke  his  Word } 
His  Spirit  did  their  Tongues  infpire. 
And  warm'd  their  Hearts  with  heav'nly  Fire. 

a  The  Works  and  Wonders  which  they  wrought, 
Ccnfirm'd  the  Meffages  they  brought ; 
The  Prophet's  Pen  fucceeds  his  Breath, 
Tofavethe  holy  Words  from  Death. 

3  Great  God, -mine  Eyes  with  Pleafure  look 
On  the  dear  Volume  of  thy  Book  j 
There  my  Redeemer's  Face  I  fee. 
And  read  his  Name,  who  dy'd  for  me. 

4  Let  the  falfe  Raptures  of  the  Mind 
Be  loft  and  vanifh  in  the  Wind  j 

H«ri 


B.  IL '  Splritttal  SONGS.  205 

Here  I  can  iix  my  Hope  fecure, 
This  is  thy  Word,  and  mull  endare. 

CLII.  Sinai  a?id  Sion,  Heb.  xii.  18,  &c, 

1  "KT  O  T  to  the  Terrors  of  the  Lord, 

iM      The  Tempeft,  Fire  and  Smoke, 
Not  to  the  Thunder  of  that  Word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke. 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Slants  Hill, 

The  City  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  Words  declare  his  Will, 
And  fpread  his  Love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  Hoft 

Of  Angels  cloatU'd  in  Light  ^ 
Behold  the  Spirits  of  the  Juft, 

Whofe  Faith  is  turned  to  Sight. 
4.  Behold  the  bleft  AvTemWy  there,      j£^  . 

Whofe  Names  are  writ  in  Heav'n^    " 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 

Their  vilelt  Sins  forgiv'n, 
5  The  Saints  on  Earth,  and  all  the  Dead, 

But  one  Communion  makej 
All  join  in  Chri/i,  their  living  Head, 

And  of  his  Grace  partake, 
i  In  fuch  Society  as  this 

My  weary  Soul  would  reft  j 
•  The  Man,  who  dwells  where  Je/us  is, 

Muft  be  for  ever  bleft. 

CLHL  The  Diflempery  Fclly^  and  Madnefs  of  Sin. 

1  Q  I  N,  like  a  venomous  Difeafe, 
O     Infed'ts  owr  vital  Blood  5 
The  only  Balm  is  fovVeign  Grace, 

And  the  Phyficianj  God. 

2  Our  Beauty  and  our  Strength  are  fled, 

A,nd  we  draw  near  to  Death  ^ 

Ka  But 


2o6  HYMNS    and  B.  it. 

But  Chfiji,  the  Lord,  recals  the  Dead, 
With  his  Almighty  Breath. 
3  Madnefs,  by  Nature,  reigns  within, 
The  Paflions  burn  and  rage. 
Till  God's  own  Son,  with  Skill  dryinfrj 
The  inward  Fire  aflwage.  ~  .  m 

[4  We  lick  the  Diift,  we  grafp  the  Wiiid, 
And  folid  Good  defpife^ 
Such  is  the  Folly  of  the  Mind 
Till  Jefus  makes  us  wife. 
i|  We  give  cur  Souls  the  Wounds  they  feel, 
We  drink  the  pois'nous  Gall, 
And  rufti  -^ithFury  down  to  Hell, 
But  Heav'n  prevents  the  Fall.] 
<  The  Man  pofle!^s'd  aniongft  the  Tombs, 
Cuts  his  own  Flefh,  and  cries ; 
He  foams,  and  raves,  till  Jefus  comes, 
And  th-efoul  Spirit  flies. 

CLIV.   Self-righteoufnefi  infvffidfnt. 

1  **  *  \X  /  HE  R  E  are  the  Mourners  (faith  the 

W  Lord) 

<*  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  Word, 
*'  That  walk  in  Darknefs  all  the  Day  ? 
*'  Come,  make  my  Na;me  your  Truft  and  Stay. 
f»  **  No  Works  nor  Duties  of  your  own 
"  Can  for  the  fmallelt  Sin  atone  j 
*<  -f-  The  Robes  that  Nature  may  provide 
*«  Will  not  your  leaft  Pollutions  hide. 

2  **    '  he  fofteft  Couch  that  Nature  knows, 
"  Can  [ive  the  Lonfcience  no  Repofe ; 
<*  Lookt.^  my  Rightfoufnefs,  and  live  j 
««  Comfort  and  Peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4,  "  Ye  Sons  of  Pride,  that  kindle  Coals 

«'  With  your  own  Hands,  to  warm  your  Souls, 

•  Ifai,  1.  10,  11.     f  Ifai.  xxviii.  20. 

♦•  Walk 


B.  II.  Spiritual  S  O  K  G  S.^  207 

<*  Walk  in  the  Li'g^t  of  your  own  Fire, 
*♦  Enjoy  the  Spa;  ks  that  ye  deiire. 
5  "  This  is  your  Portion  at  my  Hands; 
"  Hell  waits  you  with  her  Iron  Bands  5 
"  Ye  {hall  lie  dowr^in  Sorrow  there, 
"  In  Death,  in  Darknefs,  and  Defpair. 

CLV.  Chrift  our  Pafouir, 

2  T     O,  the  deftroying  Angel  flies 
i^     To  Pharaoh's  ftubborn  Land  ! 
The  Pride  and  Flow'r  of  Egypt  dies 

By  his  vindictive  Hand. 
a  He  pafs'd  the  Tents  of  Jacob  o'er. 
Nor  pour'd  the  Wrath  divine; 
He  faw  the  Blood  on  ev'ry  Door, 
And  blefs'd  the  peaceful  Sign, 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  muft  ble&d 

To  break  th'  Egyptian  Yoke  ; 
Thus  Ifrael  is  from  Bondage  freed, 
And'fca-pes  the  Angers  Stroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  Hearc  were  fprinkled  too 

With  Blood  fo  rich  as  thine, 
Juftice  no  longer  wcvild  purfue 
This  guilty  Soul  of  mine. 

5  Jefus,  our  PafTover,  was  ilain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  Chain, 
And  God's  avenging  Sword. 

CLVI.    Preftwiption  and  Defpair-.,    or,   Satan's 
'various  Temptations. 

I  T  Plate  the  Tempter  and  his  Charms, 
A     I  hate  his  fiatt'ringBreath  ; 
The  Serpent  takes  a  Tiioufand  Forms 
To  cheat  our  Souls  to  Death. 

K  3  a  Hs 


4o8  HYMNS    and  B 

2  He  feeds  our  Hopes  with  airy  Dreams, 

Or  kills  with  fla\  i(h  Fear  ; 
And  holds  us  Itill  in  wide  Extremes, 
Prefumption,  or  Defpair. 

3  Now  he  perfuades,  ho-iv  enfy  "'tis 

To  nualk  the  Road  to  Heanj^n  j 
Anon  he  fwells  our  Sins,  and  cries. 

They  cannot  be  forginj'n. 
[4.  He  bids  young  Sinners,  Yet  forbear 

To  think  of  God  or  Death ; 
Tor  Prayer  and  Devotion  are 

But  melancholy  Breath. 

5  He  teiJs  the  Aged,  They  mufi  die, 

And'^iis  too  late  to  prayj 
Jn  vain  for  Mercy  no-iv  they  cry^ 
For  they  have  lofi  their  Day,^ 

6  Thus  he  fupports  his  cruel  Throne 

By  Mifchiet  and  Deceit  j 
And  drags  the  Sons  of  Adam  down 
To  Darknefs  and  the  Pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  fhort  his  Pow'r, 

Let  them  in  Darknefs  dwell ; 
And  that  he  vex  the  Earth  no  more. 
Confine  him  down  to  Hell. 

CLVn.  The  fame, 

1   ^VT  O  W  Salan  comes  with  dreadful  Roar,' 
j3ll      And  threatens  to  deftroy  j 
He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  Joy. 
s  Ye  Sons  of  God,  ojipofe  his  Rage, 
Refift,  and  he'll  be  gone  ; 
Thus  did  our  deareft  L'.rd  engage 
And  vanquifh  him  alone. 
3  Now  he  appears  almoft  divine. 
Like  Innocence  and, Love} 


B.  ir.  Spiriiual  SONGS.  209 

But  the  old  Serpent  lurks  within. 

When  he  affuraes  the  Dove. 
4  Fly  from  the  falle  Deceiver's  Tongue, 

Ye  Sons  of  Adam  fly ; 
Our  Parents  found  the  Snare  too  ilrong. 

Nor  (hould  the  Children  try 

CLVHI.    Yenxj  fa^ed ;  or.   The  Almnfi  Chrifitan, 
the  Hjpocrite,   a?id  ApoJIate. 

3   T5  R  O  A  D  is  the  Road  that  leads  to  Death, 
J3     And  Tkoufands  walk  together  there  5 
But  Wifdom  fhev/s  a  narrower  Path 
With  here  and  there  a  Traveller. 

z  Deny  thyfelf^  and  taJie  thy  Crofs^ 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  Command ; 
Nature  muft  count  her  Gold  but  Drofs, 
IF  flie  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 

3  The  fearful  Soul  that  tires  and  faints. 
And  walks  the  Ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  efteem'd  almoft  a  Saint, 

And  makes  his  own  Deftruftion  fure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  Hopes  be  vain. 
Create  my  Heart  intirely  Raw, 
Which  Hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  falfe  Apoltates  never  knew. 

CLIX.  An  uncon'veried  State ',  or,  Con'verting 
Grace. 

[i  f^  RE  AT  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace, 
VJJ     V/e  own  with  humble  Shame 
How  vile  is  our  degen'rate  Race, 
And  our  firft  Father's  Name.] 
%  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  Blood, 
The  Poifon  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  Good, 
And  willing  Slaves  to  Sin. 

¥4  [3  Daily 


no  HYMNS  and  B,  III 

[3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  Laws, 
And  then  rejedl  thy  Grace  ; 
Engag'd  in  the  old  Serpent's  Caufe 
Againft  our  Maker's  Face.] 

4  We  live  eftrang'd  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  Diftance  well  j 
With  Hafte  we  run  the  dang'rous  Road 
That  leads  to  Death  and  Hell. 

5  And  can  fuch  Rebels  be  reftor'd ! 

Such  Natures  made  Divine  ! 
Let  Sinners  fee  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
And  feel  this  Pow'r  of  thine! 

6  W«  raife  our  Father's  Name  on  high. 

Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
To  bring  rebellious  Strangers  nigh. 
And  turn  his  Foes  to  Friends. 

CLX.  Cujiom  in  Sin. 

I   T     ET  the  wild  Leopards  of  the  Wood 
I    J    Put  off  the  Spots  that  Nature  gives, 
Then  may  the  v'.  icked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their, Tern  per  and  their  Lives. 

a  As  weli  might  E/kiopian  Sh.ves 

Wafli  out  theDaiknefs  af  their  Skin  j 
The  De?.(i  as  v.ell  may  leave  their  Graves, 
As  old  rranfgreflois  ceafe  to  fsn. 

3  Where  Vice  has  held  its  Empire  long, 
'Twill  nor  enuuie  the  leaft  Controul  j 
None  but  a  Pow'r  divinely  ftrong, 
Can  turn  the  Current  of  the  Soui. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  thy  Pow'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  Heart  of  mine; 
I  would  befotni'd  anew,  and  blefs 
The  WoRders  of  creating  Gtace, 


CLXI. 


B.  n.  spiritual  SONGS.  m 

CLXI.  Chrifiian  Ftrtuss  j  or,  The  Difficulty  of 
Con'VirfiQn, 

3   Q  T  R  A  IT  is  the  Way,  the  Door  is  ftrait, 
:3     That  ]e:^ds  to  Joys  on  high  j 
'1  is  but  a  few  that  find  the  Gate, 
While  Crouds  miftake,  and  die. 
i  Beloved  Seif  muft  be  deny'd, 
The  Mind  and  Wili  renew'd, 
PaiTion  fnpprefs'd,  and  Patience  try 'd^ 
And  vain  Delirea  fwibdu'd. 
[3  FJefh  is  a  dang'rous  Foe  to  Grace,. 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules; 
Flefli  muit  beh  'mbled,  Pride  abas'd. 
Left  they  deftroy  our  Souls. 

4  The  Love  of  Gold  be  banifh'd  hence,. 

(That  vile  IJolatry)- 
And  ev'ry  Member,  evVy  Senfe, 
In  fvveet  Subjection  lie.] 

5  The  Tongue,  that  moft  unruly  PowV,, 

Required  a  ftrong  Reftraint  j 
We  muft  be  watchful  evYy  Hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord,  can  a  ieeble  helplefs  Worm,. 

Fulfil  a  Talk  fo  hard  ? 
Thy  Grace  mull  ail  my  Work  performy 
Andgive  the  ii^tz  Reward. 

CLXII-  Mi  dilation,  of  Heu'ven,   or,   The  Joy.  of 
Faiih, 

MY  Thoughts  furmount  thefe  lower  Skies, 
And  look  within  the  Veilj 
There  Springs  of  endiefs  Pleafures  rife. 

The  Waters  never  faij; 
There  I  behold,  with  fweet  Delight, 
''JChe  bieffed  Three  in  ©ne  > 

K  <  And 


%i%  HYMNS  and  B.  II 

And  ftrong  AfFeflions  fix  my  Sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 
3  His  Promife  ftands  for  ever  firm, 
His  Grace  (hall  ne'er  depart ; 
He  binds  my  Name  upon  his  Arm, 
And  feals  it  en  his  Heart. 
4.  Light  are  the  Pains  that  Nature  brings. 
How  fhort  our  Sorrows  are, 
When  with  Etcnal  future  Things 
The  Prefent  we  compare  ! 
5  I  would  not  be  a  Stranger  ftill 
To  that  celeftial  Place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
Near  my  Redeemer's  Face. 

CLXni.  Complaint  of  Defertion  and  Temptation\ 

I    "p^  EAR  Lord,  behcfid  our  fore  Diftrefs  j 
JL^     Our  Sins  attempt  (o  reign  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  Arm  of  conquering  Grace, 
And  let  thy  Foes  be  flain. 
[a  The  Lion,  with  his  dreadful  Roar, 
Affrights  thy  feeble  Sheep  j 
Reveal  the  Glory  of  thy  Pow'r, 
And  chain  him  to  the  Deep, 
3  Muft  we  indulge  a  long  Defpair  ? 
Shall  our  Petitions  die  ? 
Our  Mournings  never  reach  thine  Ear, 
Nor  Tears  affect  thine  Eye?] 
4.  If  thou  defpife  a  mortal  Groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  Blood  ; 
An  Advocate  fo  near  the  Throne, 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  God. 
5  He  bought  the  Spirit's  powerful  Sword, 
To  flay  our  deadly  Foes ; 
Our  Sins  (hall  die  beneath  thy  Word, 
And  Hell  in  vain  oppofe. 

6  Hoi 


I  >  F.IT.  ^iriiual  SONGS,  aJS 

»■•  €  How  bound iefs  is  our  Father's  Grace, 
In  Heighf,  and  Depth,  and  Length  ! 
He' makes  his  Son  our  Righteoufnefsj 
His  Spirit  is  our  Strength. 

CLXIV.  n^  End  of  the  V/orld, 

1  \)l/  H  Y  (hould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo  ? 
W       Why  fliould  we  fix  our  Eyes 

On  this  low  Ground,  where  Sorrows  grow. 
And  ev'ry  Pleafiira  dies? 

2  While  Time  his  iharpeH  Teeth  prepares 
Our  Comforts  to  devour. 

There  is  a  Land  above  the  Stars, 
And  J03  s  above  his  Pow'r. 

3  Nature  fhall  be  diiTolv'd  and  die. 
The  Sun  muft  end  his  Race, 

The  Earth  and  Sea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  Face. 

4  When  will»that  glorious  Morning  rife  ? 
When  the  laft  Trumpet  found, 

And  call  the  Nations  to  the  Skies, 
From  underneath  the  Ground  ? 

CLXV.  Unfruiifuln^fSf  Ignorance^  and  unfanRijied 
Affeaions. 

J  T     ON  G  have  I  fat  beneath  the  Sound 
X-J     Of  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 
But  ftill  how  weak  my  Faith  is  found. 
And  Knowledge  of  thy  Word  ! 
a  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  Place, 
And  hear  almoft  in  vain  j 
How  fmall  a  Portion  of  thy  Grace 
My  MemVy  can  retain  ! 
[3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 
How  little  art  thou  known 
Bv  all  the  Judgments  of  thy  Rod, 
'And  Bkffings  of  thy  Throne.] 

K  6  [4  How 


.1-J4  H  r  M  N  S    and  B. 

[4.  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  Love^ 
H<'W  negligent  my  Fear  1 
How  low  my  Hope  of  Joys  above  ! 
How't>w  Affe<5i:ions  there!] 
5  Great  God,  thy  fov'reign  Pow'r  impart, 
To  give  the  Word  Succeis: 
Write  thy  Salvation  in  my  Heart, 
And  make  me  itarn  thy  Giace, 
[6  Shew  my  forgetful  Feet  the  Way 
That  lends  ro  Joys  on  high  j 
There  Knovvledge  grows  without  Decay, 
And  Love  ihall  never  di-  ] 

CLXVI  The  Di'vine  Perfeaiom, 


al  God, 


I    "OOWfhalllprAifsth'Etern 
.0      Th^t  Infinite  Unknown  ? 
Who  can  afcend  his  high  Abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  T  hrone  > 
[2  The  great  Invjfible  I  He  dwells 
Conceard  in  dazzling  Light ; 
But  his  A!l-fearching  Eye  reveals 
The  Secrets  of  the  Night. 
3  Thofe  watchful  Eyes,  that  never  deep, 
Survey  the  World  around  ; 
His  Wifdom  is  a  bonndlefs  Deep, 

Where  all  our  Thoughts  are  diown'd.] 
{4  Spe.  k  we  cf  Strength  ?  His  Arm  is  ftrorrg, 
To  fave  cr  to  deflrcy  ; 
Infinite  Years  his  Lite  prolong. 
And  endlefs  in  his  Joy.] 
{5  He  knows  no  Shadow  cf  a  Change, 
Nor  alters  his  Decrees  ; 
Firm  as  a  Rock  his  J  ruth  remains 
To  guard  his  Promilis^.] 
i['6  Sinr>ers  before  his  Prefence  die  j 
How  Holy  is  ii;s  Name  ! 

His 


B.  II.  Splfituat  SONGS.  £15 

His  Anger  and  his  Jealoufy 
Burn  like  devouring  Flam&.], 

7  Jufiice,  upon  a  dreadful  Throne> 

Maintains  the  Rights  oi  God, 
Whiie  Mercy  fends  her  Pardons  down. 
Bought  with  a  Saviour's  Blood. 

8  New  to  my  Scul,  Immortal  King, 

Speak  fome  forgiving  Word  j 
Then  'twill  be  double  Joy  to  fing 
The  Glories  oi  iliy  Lord. 

CLXVIL  The  Di'vlne  FerfeBlons. 

1   /^  Reat  God  \  thy  Glories  fnall  employ 
V_J     My  holy  Fear,  my  humble  Joy  ; 
My  Lips,  in  Songs  of  Honour,  bring 
Their  Tribute  to'th'  Eternal  King. 

[2  Earth  and  the  Stars,  and  Worlds  unknown, 
Depefid  precarious  on  his  Throne  ; 
All  Nature  hangs  upon  his- Word, 
And  Grace  and  Glory  own  their  Lord.] 

[3  His  fov'reign  Pow'r  what  Mortal  know&^ 
\^  he  command,  who  dares  oppofe  ? 
With  Strength  he  girds  himfelf  around. 
And  treads  the  Rebels  to  the  Ground.] 

(4.  Who  fhall  pretend  to  teach  him  Skill, 
Or  gi>ide  the  Counfels  of  his  Will  ? 
His'wirdom,  like  a  Sea  divine, 
Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  Line.] 

I5  His  Name  is  Holy,  and  his  Eye 
Burns  with  i-mmortal  Jealoufy  j 
He  hates  th^  Sons  of  Pride,  and  fheds 
Kis  fiery  Vengeance  on  their  Heads.] 

[6  The  Beamings  of  his  piercing  Sight 
Bring  dark  Hypocrify  to  Light  j 
Death  and  Beftruftion  naked  lie, 
And  Hell  ancover'd  to  his  Eye.] 

l7  Th'  «t€r- 


ti6  HTMNS   and  K.  11. 

[7  Til'  eternal  Law  before  kim  ftands; 

His  Juftice,  with  impartial  Hands, 

Divides  to  all  their  due  Reward, 

Or  by  the  Sceprre,  or  the  Sword.] 
[8  His  Mercy,  like  a  boundlefs  Sea, 

Wafhes  our  Load  of  Guilt  away  j 

While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd, 

T'  engage  his  Juftice  on  our  Side.] 
[9  Each  of  his  Words  demands  my  Faith^ 

My  Soul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith  j 

His  Truth  inviolably  keeps 

The  largeft  Promife  ©f  his  Lips.]' 
lOjaOh,  tell  me,  with  a  gentle  Voice, 

^bou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  ! 

Fiird  with  thy  Love,  I  dare  proclaim 

The  brighteft  Honours  of  thy  Name. 

CLXVni.  T:he  fame, 

I    JEHOVAH  reigns,  his  Throne  is  high, 
J    His  Robes  are  Light  and  Majefty  j 
His  Glory  Ihines  with  Beams  fo  bright. 
No  Mortal  can  fuftain  the  Sight. 

a  His  Terrors  keep  the  World  in  Awe, 
His  Juftice  guards  his  holy  Law, 
His  Love  reveals  a  fmiling  Face, 
His  Truth  and  Promife  feal  the  Grace. 

3  Through  all  his  Works  his  Wifdom  /hines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  Defignsj 

His  PowV  is  fovVeign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  Counfels  of  his  Will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  Father,  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  Songs  with  Angels  join  j 
Heav'n  is  fecuce,  if  God  be  mine. 


CLXIX. ! 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS,  417 

CLXIX.  The  fame  i  «/ ^/6^  cxlviiith  Pfalm.. 

1  ^'T^HE  Lord  Jgbo'vab  reigns, 
J.       His  Throne  is  builton  high  j 
The  Garments  he  aillimes 
Are  Light  and  Majefty  j 
His  Glories  fnine 
Vv^ith  Beams  fo  bright. 
No  mortal  Eye 
Can  bear  the  Sight. 
a  The  Thunders  of  his  Hand 

Keep  the  wide  World  in  Awe  ^ 
His  Wrath  and  Juftice  ftand 
To  guard  his  holy  Law  j 
And  where  his  Love 
Refolves  to  blefs. 
His  Truth  confirms 
And  Teals  the  Grace. 
3  Through  all  his  ancient  Works 
Surprifing  Wifdom  fhines. 
Confounds  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  Defigns» 
Strong  is  his  Arm, 
And  fhall  fulfil 
His  great  Decrees, 
His  fbv'reign  WilL 
4.  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  Glory  condefcend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  Name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend? 
I  love  his  Name, 
I  love  his  Word  j 
Join  all  my  Pow'i  s. 
And  piaiie  the  Loid. 


CLXX. 


!ti8  HYMNS  and  B.  IT. 

CLXX.  God  incotnprebetifihle  and  fever eign. 

Ci*/^AN  Creatures  to  Pe:fe6Uon  find 
Vj     '1  i^'  Eternal  uncreated  Mind  ? 

Or  can  the  largeft  Stretch  of  Thought 

Meafui  e  and  fearch  his  Nature  out  ? 
a  *Tis  high  as  Heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  Flell, 

And  what  can  Morials  know  or  tell  ? 

His  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 

And  all  the  {liining  Worlds  on  high. 
3  But  Man,  vain  Man,  would  fain  be  wife. 

Born,  like  a  wild  young  Colt,  he  flies 

Through  all  the  Fellies  of  his  Mind, 

And  fniells  and  fnuffs  the  empty  Wind.]' 
4,  God  is  a  King  of  PovvY  unknown, 

Firm  are  the  Orders  of  his  Throne  j 

If  he  refolve,  who  dare  oppofe, 

Or  aflc  him  why,  or  what  lie  does  ? 
5  He  wounds  the  Heart,  and  he  makes  whole  j 

He  calms  the  TempL-ft  of  the  Soul ; 

When  he  fhuts  up  in  long  Defpair, 

Who  can  remove  the  i  eavy  Bar? 
d  f  He  frowns,  and  Darknefs  veils  the  Moon^ 

The  fainting  Sun  grows  dim  at  Noon  j 

X  The  Pillars  of  HeavVs  ftarry  Roof 

Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  Reproof, 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  Heav'n  its  Form, 
The  crooked  Serpent  and  the  Worm  ;     . 
He  breaks  the  Billows  with  his  Breath, 
And  fmites  the  Son&.of  Pride  to  Death. 

8  Thefe  are  the  Portion  of  his  Ways, 
But  who  Ihall  dare  defcribe  his  Face? 
Who  can  endure  his  Light  ?  Or  ftand 
To  hear  the  Thunders  of  his  Hand  ? 

*  Job  xi.  7,  ^(.  f  job  XXV.  5  X  Job 

xxvi*  ji.,  ^♦. 

HYMNS 


[     "9     } 

HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS, 

BOOK   III. 


Prepared  for  the  Holy  Ordinance  of  the 
Lord's  Supper. 


I.  The  Lord's  Supper  infituted,  i  Cor.  xi.  13,  &c, 

J  '^~r^  W  A  S  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  Night 
1      When  Pow'rs  of  E  rth  and  Htll  art^fe 

Againft  the  Son  of  God's  Delight, 

And  Friends  betravM  him  to  his  Foes. 
a  Before  the  mournful  Scene  began, 

He  took  the  Bresdj  and  blefs'd,  and  brake  j 

What  Love  ihrciigh  alibis  Actions  ran  ! 

W'bat  wond'roiis  V/ords  of  Grace  lieTpakel 
3  This  is  my  Body,  Ircke for  Siriy 

Recei've  and  eat  the  ii-jing  Food; 

Then  took  the  Cup,  and  blefs'd  the  Wine  j 

'77x  rfyg  Ne^jj  Con/nant  in  my  Blood; 
[4.  For  us  his  Flelh  with  Nails  was  torn. 

He  ho;e  the  Scourge,  he  felt  the  Thorn  j 

And  Juftice  poiir'd  upon  his  Head 

Its  heavy  Vengeance  in  our  Stead. 

5  For 


Azo  HY  M  n  S  and  B.  Ill 

5  For  us  his  vital  Blood  was  fpilt 
To  buy  the  Pardon  of  our  Guilt, 
When  For  black  Crimes  of  biggeft  Size 
He  gave  his  Soul  a  Sacrifice.} 

6  Do  this  (he  cry'd)  ////  Time  /ball  eni,, 
In  Meniry  of  your  dying  Friend  j 
Meet  at  my  Table,  and  record 
The  Love  of  jour  departed  Lord. 

[7  J^f'^h  thy  Feaft  we  celebrate. 

We  fhew  thy  Death,  we  fing  thy  Name, 

Till  thou  return,  and  we  fhall  eat 

The  Marriage  Supper  of  the  Lamb,]  .e 

II.  Communion  ixiti  Chrift  and  njoitb  SainfSi 
1  Cor.  X.  j6,  17.  — ' 

[1    ^ESUS  invites  his  Saints 
^    To  meet  around  his  Board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  Rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lo>rd. 
a  For  Food  he  gives  his  Flejfhj 
He  bids  us  drink  his  Blood  ; 
Amazing  Favour  I  matchlefs  Grace 
Of  Cfc  defcending  God  \  ] 

3  This  holy  Bread  and  Wine 

Mainrains  our  fainting  Breath, 
By  Union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  IntVeft  in  his  Death. 

4  Gur  heav'nly  Father  calls 

Chriji  and  his  Members  one  j 
We  the  youag  Children  of  his  LovCj 
And  he  the  firft  born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  feveral  Parts 

Of  the  fame  broken  B;  ead  j 
One  Body  hath  its  feveral  Limbs, 
But  7<f/ajis  theHcad. 

6  Let  all  our  Pow'rs  be  join'd 

His  glorious  Name  to  raife  ; 

Pleafuitf 


1     B,  III.  Spiriiusl  SONGS. 

!         Pleafure  and  Love  fill  ev'ry  Mind, 
i  And  ev'17  Voice  be  Praife. 

III.  Tbe  Neiv  TeJJame»t  in  the  Blood  ef  Chrift  j  or. 

The  Neiv  Covenant  fealed. 

r    J  eT'HE   Tromife  of  my  father's  Lo've, 
-*      Shall fi and  for  e<ver  good: 
He  faid  j  and  gave  his  Soul  to  Death, 
And  feal'd  his  Grace  with  Blood, 
a  To  this  dear  Covenant  of  thy  Word 
I  fet  nay  woithlefs  Name  j 
1  feal  th'  Engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  Claim. 

3  The  Light,  and  Strength,  and  pard'ning  Grace, 
And  Glory  (hall  be  minej 

My  Life  and  Soul,  my  Heart  and  Flefh, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  are  thine.  ^ 

4  I  call  that  Legacy  my  own. 
Which  Jefu!  did  bequeath  ; 

'Twas  purchas*d  with  a  dying  Groan, 
And  ratify'd  in  Death, 

5  Sweet  is  the  Mem'ry  of  his  Name, 
Who  blefs'd  us  in  his  Will, 

And  to  his  Teftament  of  Love 
Made  his  own  Life  the  Seal. 

.  IV*  ChriftV  dying  Lonje  j  or,  (^ur  far  don  bought 
at  a  dear  Frice. 

I   T  T  O  W  condefcending  and  how  kind 
XJL     Was  God's  eternal  Son  ? 
Our  MisVy  reached  his  heavenly  Mind, 
And  Pity  brought  him  down. 
[2  Vv'hen  Jullice,  by  our  Sins  provok'd. 
Drew  forth  its  dreadful  Sword, 
He  gave  his  Soul  up  to  the  Stroke, 
Without  a  murmVing  Word.] 

[5  He 


HYMNS   and 


B.  ni. 


[3  He  funk  beneath  our  heavy  Woes 
To  raif:  us  to  his  Throne  ; 
There's  ne'er  a  Gift  his  Hand  beftows, 
Bu.  coft  his  Kcarl  a  Groan,] 

4  This  was  Compaffion  like  a  God, 

That  wheal  t'ne  Saviour  knew 
The  Price  of  Pardon  was  his  Blood, 
His  Pity  ne'er  withdrew.. 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exaUed  high. 

His  Love  is  ftiil  as  great} 
Well  he  I  emembers  Cal^vary, 

Nor  lets  his  S^nts  forget. 
[6  Here  we  behold  his  Bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  wl^en  he  dy'd  j 
And  fee  the  Son  ows  of  his  Soul 

Bleed  through  his  wounded  Side. 3 
[7  Here  we  receive  repeated  Seals 

Of  ye/US'"  dying  Love  ; 
Hard  is  the  Wretch  that  never  feels 

One  foft  AfFeftion  move.] 
8  Herekt  our  Hearts  begin  to  melt. 

While  we  his  Death  record, 
And,  with  our  Joy  for  pard^n'd  Guilt, 

Mourn  that  we  p?fe^rc'd  ihe  Lord, 


V.  Chrift  the  Bread  e/Lifet  John  vi,  31;  35,  3^ 

I  T     ET  us  adore  th' eternal  Word, 
JLy     'Tis  he  our  Souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  Stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th"  immortal  Bread. 
[i  The  Manna  camefroai  lower  Skies, 
But  Jcfus  from  above, 
Where""  the  freHi  Springs  of  Pleafure  rife, 
And  Rivers  flow  with  Love. 
3  The  Je^iX's,  the  Fathers,  dy\l  at  iaft, 
Who  eat  that  heav'aly  Bread  j 

But 


E.  TIL    ,  Spiritual   S  0  N  G  S,  123 

But  thefe  Provifions,  which  we  tails, 
Can  raife  us  from  the  Deid.] 

4  Bieft  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  Flefli 

To  nourifli  dying  Men  ; 
And  often  fp,  eads  his  Table  frefh. 
Left  we  (hould  faint  again  ! 

5  Our  Souls  n-.all  draw  their  heav'nly  Breath, 

While  Je/us  finds  Supplies; 
Nor  fliall  car  Graces  fmk  to  Death, 

For  Jefiis  never  dies. 
][6  Daily  our  mortal  Fleih  decays, 

But  Cbrij],  our  Life,  fliall  corne  9 
His  unrefiited  Pow'r  fnall  raife 

Our  Bodies  from  the  Tomb,] 

VL  fhs  Memorial  of  cur  ahfent  Lord,  Jolin  xvi. 
16.  Luke  :xxii.  19.  John  xit.  3. 

\%    ^ES  US  is  gone  above  the  Skies, 

J     Where  our  weak  Senfes  reach  him  not  j 

And  carnal  Objeds  court  our  Eyes 

To  thraft  our  Saviour  from  our  Thought 

-a  He  knows  what  wand'ring  Hearts  we  have. 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  Facej 
And,  to  refrefh  our  Minds,  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  Memorials  of  his  Grace, 

[  3  The  Lord  of  Life  his  Table  fpread 
With  his  own  Flefti  and  dying  Blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  Provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  Wine,  and  blefs  the  God, 
Let  finful  Sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  Earth  grow  iefs  in  our  Efteem, 
CbriJ  and  his  Love  fill  every  Thought, 
And  Faith  and  Hope  be  fixM  on  him. 
I  While  he  is  abfent  from  our  Sight, 
*Tis  to  prepare  our  Souls  a  Place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  Light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  Face. 

[6  Gur 


224  HYMNS   and  B.  III. 

[6  Oar  Eyes  look  upwards  to  the  Hills, 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  (hall  come  j 
We  wait  thy  Chariot's  awful  Wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  Spirits  home.] 

VII.  Crucifixion  to  the  World Ifjftke  Crofs  of  Chrift, 
Gal.  vi.  14. 

1   TTTHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  Crofs, 
W       On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 

My  richeft  Gain  I  count  but  Lofs, 

Aftd  pour  Contempt  on  all  my  Pride, 
a  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  Ihould  boaft. 

Save  in  the  Death  of  Chrift  my  God  j 

All  the  vain  Things  that  charm  me  moft, 

I  facrifice  them  to  his  Blood. 
3  See  from  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 

Sorrow  and  Lcve  flow  mingled  down  \ 

Did  e'er  fuch  Love  and  Sorrow  meet  ? 

Or  Thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  Crown  ? 
[4  His  dying  Crimfon,  like  a  Robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  Body  on  the  Tree  j 

Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  Globe," 

And  all  the  Globe  is  dead  to  me.] 
5  Were  the  whole  Realm  of  Nature  mine. 

That  were  a  Prefent  far  too  fmall  j 
Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demands  my  Soul,  my  Life,  my  All. 

Vin.  rbe  Tree  of  Ltfe, 

[  I  /^  O  M  E,  let  us  join  a  joyful  Tune 
\ji    To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  Saints  on  high  around  his  Throne, 
And  we  around  his  Board. 
%  While  once  upon  this  lower  Ground, 
Weary  and  faint  ye  ftood, 
What  dear  Refrefhnients  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  Food  ? 

3  The 


3.  rrr.  Spirituai   SONGS.  as  5 

;  The  Tree  of  Life,  that  near  the  Throne 

In  Heav'n's  high  Garden  growSj 
j  Laden  with  Grace,  bends  gently  down 

Its  ever-fmiling  Boughs. 
4  Hov'ring  amongft  the  Leaves,  there  ftands 
The  fvieet  celeftial  Dove  ; 
And  jfe/us  on  t^e  Branches  hangs 
The  Banner  of  his  Love.] 
;;5  Tis  a  young  Keav'n  of  ftrange  Delight), 
While  in  his  Shade  we  fit  j 
His  Fruit  is  pleafing  to  the  Sight, 

And  to  the  Tafte  as  fweet. 
New  Life  it  fpreads  through  dying  Hearts, 

And  cheers  the  drooping  Mind  5 
Vigour  and  Joy  the  Juice  imparts, 
Without  a  Sting  behind.] 

7  Now  let  the  flaming  Weapon  ftand, 
And  guard  all  Eden's  Tj  ees. 

There's  ne'er  a  Plant  in  ail  that  Land, 
That  bears  fuch  Fruit  as  thefe, 

8  Infinite  Grace  our  Souls  adore, 
Whofe  wond'rous  Hand  has  made 
Tlmliving  Branch  of  fov'reign  Pow'r, 

To  raife  and  heal  the  Dead. 

IX.  Tie  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood,  1  John 

V.  6 

[i  T    ET  all  our  Tongues  be  one, 
X— /     To  praife  our  God  on  high. 
Who  from  his  Bofom  fent  his  Sen 

To  fetch  us  Strangers  nigh. 
Nor  let  our  Voices  ceafe 

To  iing  the  Saviour's  Name  j 
Je/usy  th'  Ambaffador  of  Peace, 

How  chearfully  he  came  ! 
It  coft  him  Cries  and  Tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  j 

Great 


tU  HYMNS   and  B.  IlT. 

Great  was  our  Debt,  and  he  appears 

To  make  the  Payment  Good.] 
[4.  My  Saviour's  pierced  Side 

Pour'd  out  a  double  Flood  j 
By  Water  vvk  are  purify'd, 

And  pardonM  by  the  Blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  Guilt, 

But  he,  our  Prieft,  atones,* 
On  the  cold  Ground  his  Life  was  fpilt, 
And  offerM  with  his  Groans.] 

6  Lookup,  my  Soul,  to  him 

Who.^e  Death  was  thy  Defert, 

And  humbly  view  the  living  Stream 

Flow  fr®m  his  breaking  Heart, 

7  There  on  the  curfed  Tree, 

In  dying  Pangs  he  lies, 
Fulfils  his  Father's  great  Decree, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeepier  came, 

By  Water  and  by  Blood  ; 
And  when  the  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame, 

We  feel  his  Witnefs  good. 
^  While  the  Eternal  Three 

Bear  their  Record  above. 
Here,  I  believe,  he  dy'd  tor  me, 

And  feal  my  Saviour's  Love, 
[xo  Lord,  cleanfe  my  Soul  from  Sin, 

Nor  let  thy  Grace  depart; 
Great  Comforter  !  abide  within, 

And  witnefs  to  my  Heart.] 

X.    Chrift  crucified:   The  Wifiom  and  Poix^er  r>J 
Cod. 

I  'VT  A  T  U  R  E  with  open  Volume  (lands 
JL^     To  fpread  her  Maker's  Praife  abroad, 
And  ev'ry  Labour  of  his  Hands 
Shows  fomething  worthy  of  a  God. 

%  But 


J.  Ill  Spiriiual   SONG  S.  zzy 

But  in  ths  Grace  that  refcu'd  Man^ 
His  brighteft  Form  of  Glory  fliines  j 
Here  on  th«  Ciofs  'tis  faxreft  drawn 
In  precious  Biood,  and  crimron  Liijes. 

'3  Here  his  whole  Na7ne  appears  ccrnpleff?; 
Nor  Wit  can  guefs,  nor  Realbn  prove 
Which  of  the  Letters  beft  is  writ, 
The  Power,  th«  Wifdorn,  or  the  Love.}, 
Here  1  behold  hh  inmoft  Heart, 
Where  Grace  and  Veng;eance  ftrasegely  joia, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  fharpeft  Smart, 
To  make  the  purchased  Pieafures  mine. 
O  the  fweet  Wonders  of  that  Crofs^. 
Where  God  the  Saviour  Jov'd  and  dy'd  ! 
Her  noblefl  Life  ray  Spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  Wounds  and  bleeding  Side- 

5  I  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  Name, 
In  Sounis  to  mortal  Ears  unknown, 
With  Angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamfe» 
And  Wcrfhip  at  his  Father's  Throne, 

XL  Fardon  brought  to  cur  Senfes, 

I   T     ORD,  hov/  divine  thy  Comforts  are: 
'  .!_./     How  heav'aly  is  the  Place, 
Where  Jefxs  fpreads  the  facred  Feaii 
Or  his  rsdeeniing  Grace  1  , 
Th^re  the  rich  Bounties  of  our  God^ 

And  fweeteS  Glories  fhine  ; 
There  Jsfus  fays,  that  7  am  bis. 

And  my  Beloi/ed's  tr.ine. 
Here  (fays  the  kind  recfeeming  Lord, 

And  ^ew3  his  wounded  Side) 
5'^'^  J^er^  the  Spring  of  all  your  JaySi 
That  open'd  nuben  I dfd. 
[4  He  fn'jlss  and  chears  nty  mo«rnful  Hear^;. 
And  tells  of  all  his  Pain^ 


7^8  HYMNS    and 

J II  ihist  faid  be,  /  hore  for  thee^ 
And  then  he  fmi'es  ai^.ain.] 
5  What  fliall  we  pay  our  heavenly  King 
For  Grace  fo  vaft  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  Pardon  to  our  Eyes, 
And  feals  it  with  a  Kifs. 
[6  Let  fiich  amazing  Loves  as  thefe  . 
Be/ounded  all  abroad ; 
Such  Favours  are  beyond  Degrees,. 
And  worthy  of  a  God.] 
[7  To  him  that  wafh'd  us  in  his  Blood 
Be  everlaftJBg  Praife, 
Salvation,  Hcnowr,  Glory,  PowY, 
Eternal  as  his  Days.] 

XIL  rhe  Go/pel  Feafi,  Luke  xiv.  j6,  &c. 

[i    T  _T  O  W  I  ich  are  thy  Provifions,  Lord, 
ri      The  Table  furnifti'd  from  above,  " 
The  Fruits  of  Life  o'erfpread  the  Board, 
The  Cup  o'erflows  with  heav'nly  Love. 

%  Thine  Jincient  Family  xh^Jenvs 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  Feaft, 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  Salvation  tafte. 

3  We  are  1  he  Poor,  the  Blind,  the  Lame,     , 
Apd  Help  was  far,  and  Death  was  nigh  j 
But  at  the  Gofpel  Call  we  came, 

And  evYy  Want  receiv'd  Supply. 

4  From  the  High-way  that  leads  to  Hell, 
From  Paths  of  Darknefs  and  Defpair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  Thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  Prefence  here.]  . 

[5  What  (hall  we  pay  th'  Eternal  Son 
That  left  the  Heav'c  of  his  Abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  Earth  came  down 
To  bring  us  Wand'rers  back  to  God. 


Spirkual   S  0  N  G  S,  %%^ 

It  coft  him  Death  to  fave  our  Lives, 
To  buy  our  Souls  ic  c:  (t  bis  O'-vn  5 
And  all  the  unknov-;  j  >  s  h-  ^^i■'e3, 
Wej;;*  bought  \viih\ALgcrjic?s  unknown. 
Oar  evertalting  Love  is  due  . 
To  him  that  ranfom'd  Sinners  loft  5 
'And  pity'd  RebsJs  witien  ha  knew 
The  vaii  Expence  his  Love  would  coft.] 

XIII.  Dp-vine  Love  making  a  Feaji,  and  calling  m 

the  Guefis^  Luke  xiv.   17,  22,  23.  ' 

O  W  fweet  and  awTul  is  the  Place 

With  Chriji  within  the  Doors, 

While  everlalting  Love  difplays 

The  choiceft  of  her  Stores. 
Here  ev'ry  Bowel  of  our  God 
With  foft  Companion  rolls  ; 
Here  Peace  and  Pardon  bought  with  Blood, 
Is  Food  for  dj  ing  Souls. 
[3  While  all  our  Hearts,  and  all  our  Songs, 
Join  to  admire  the  Feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  Tongues, 
<«  Lord,  Why  was  I  a  Gueft  ? 
ij.'*-'  Vvhv  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  Voice, 
^     And  enter  while  there's  Room  ? 
*'  When  Thoufands  make  a  wretched  Choice, 
"  And  rather  iiarve  than  come,"] 
5  'Twas  ihefame  Love  that  fpread  the  Feaftj 
That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in, 
Life  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 
And  perifti'd  in  our  Sin. 
[6  Pity  the  Natiens,  O  our  God, 
Conftrain  the  Earth  to  come  j 
Send  thy  viftorious  Word  abroad. 
And  bring  the  Strangers  home. 
7  Ws  long  to  fee  thy  Churches  full. 

That  aJi  the  chofen  Race, 
■^..  L  a  hit.f 


i 


^la  H  r  M  N  S    and  R    hj.. 

May  with  one  Voice,  and  Hsart,  rfnd  Soul, 
#ing  thy  redeeming  Grace.] 

XIV.    The  Seng  of  Simron,   Luke  li.  28  j  or, 
Sight  </  Chrift  makes  Death  eajy.   ' 

i  "^T^"^'^  Y.^vt  our  Hearts  cmbrac'd  our  GocJ^.J 
XN    We  ^vould  forget  all  earthly  Charms,     J 
And  wifh  to  die  as  Simeon  wou'd 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  Arms. 

%:  Our  Lips  flioiild  learn  that  joyful  Song, 
Were  but  our  Hearts  prepar'd  like  hie, 
Our  Souls  ftiil  willing  to  be  gone, 
And  5»t  thy  Word  depart  in  Peace. 

5  Here  we  have  fcen  thy  Face,  O  Lord. 
And  view'd  Salvation  with  our  Eyes^ 
Tafted  and  felt  the  living  Word, 
The  Bread  defcencting^  from  the  2kies. 

4  Thou  haft  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 
Haft  fet  bis  Blood  before  our  Face, 
To  teach  the  Terrors  of  thy  Name, 
And  (hew  the  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  He  is  our  Light,  our  Morning- Star, 
Shall  ihinc  on  Nations  yet  unknotrn; 
The  Glory  of  thine  IJraelhtxty 
And  Joy  of  Spirits  near  the  Throne. 

XV.  Qur  L»rd  Jcfus  at  bis  0"Mn  lahle. 

[x  fTpHE  Mem'r'y  of  our  dying  Lord 
X      Awakes  a  thankful  Tongue  ; 
How  rich  he  fpreads  his  Royal  Board, 
'  And  Wefs'd  the  Food,  and  fung. 
a  Happy  the  Men  that  eat  this  Bread,     " 
3nt  double-blefs'd  vi^as  he 
That  gently  bowM  his  loving  Head, 
And  leaiVd  it,  Lord,  oh  The*. 


S.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  a^' 

3  Bj  Faith  the  faine  Delights  we  tafte 

As  that  great  Favorite  did, 
And  St  and  lean  on  Jefus''  Breaft 
And  take  the  heav'niy  Bread,  j 
4.  Down  from  the  Palace  cf  the  Ski&s 
Hither  the  King  defcends, 
**  Come,  my  Beloved,  eat  (he  cries) 
"  And  drink  Salvation,  Friends. 
[5  <'  My  Flefli  is  Food  and  Phyfick  too, 
"  A  Balm  for  all  your  Pains  ; 
**  And  tht  red  Streams  of  Pajrdon  flow 
*'  From  thefc  my  pierced  Veins.''] 
(I  Mofknna  to  his  bounteous  Love 
For  fuch  a  Tafte  below  \ 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  Saints  above 
With  nobler  BlefJings  too» 
[7  Come  the  dear  Day,  the  glorious  Hour, 
That  brines  our  Souls  to  reft  ! 
Then  we  (hali  need  tliefe  Types  no  more, 
Bat  dwell  at  ih'  heav'nly  Feaft,] 

XVI.  ThsA^oniss  ^/Chrift. 

I  "^T  O  W  let  our  Pains  be  all  forgot, 
i\      Our  Hearts  no  more  repine. 
Our  Suff  rings  are  not  worth  aTbought^ 
When.  Lord,  compar'd  with  thine, 
i  In  lively  Figares  here  vve  fee 
The  bleeding  Prince  Oi  Love  J 
Each  of  U3  hope,  He  dyM  for  me,. 
And  then  our  Griefs  remove. 
I3  Our  humble  Faith  here  takes  her  Rile^ 
While  fitting  round  his  Board  j 
And  back  to  Calvary  flie  flies, 
To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 

4  His  Soul,  what  Agonies  is  felt 
When  hif-  own  God  withdrew  j 

L  3  A-nd 


^1,^ 


-HYMNS    and 


And  the  large  Load  of  all  our  GuiJt 
Lay  heavy  on  him  too. 

5  But  the  Divinity  within 

Supported  him  to  bearj 
Dying  lie  conquered  Hell  and  Sin, 
'And  made  his  Triumph  there.] 

6  Grace,  Wifdom,  Juftice,  join'd  and  wrought 

The  Wonders  of  that  Day  ; 
No  mortal  Tongue,  nor  mortal  Thought,     f, 
Can  equal  Thanks  repr.y. 

7  Our  Hymns  fliall  found  like  thofe  above. 

Could  we  ou:-  Voices  raife; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  Hearts  (hall  all  be  Love, 
And  all  our  Livts  be  Fraife. 

XVII.  JncompcrabU  Food  ;  or,  th^  Tlejh  and  Bloi 

of  Chrift. 
^1  TT  7  E  fmg  th'  aniazing  Deeds, 

V  V       That  Grace  Divine  performs.    ■ 
Th'  Eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds, 
To  nourifl)  dying  Worm«. 

2  This  Soul-reviving  Wine, 

Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  Blood  ; 
We  thank  that  farred  Flefli  of  thine 
For  this  immortal  Food.] 

3  Th,e  Banquet  that  we  eat, 

Is  made  of  Heav'n!y  Things  ; 
Earth  hath  no  Dainties  half  foiweet 

As  our  Redeemer  brings. 
.^  In  v.5in  had  Ad  m  fought, 

And  feareh'd  his  Garden  rounds 
For  there  was  no  fuch  bltiied  Fruit 

In  all  that  happy  Ground. 
5  Th'  AngHick  Holl  above 

Can  never  tafte  this  Food, 
Thej  feail  upon  their  Maker's  Love/ 

But  not  a  Saviour's  Blood. 


I^m,  spiritual  S  O  N  G  S.  233 

On  us  th' Aimighty  Lord 
Beftows  this  matchlefs  Grace. 
tAnd  meets  ns  with  fome  chearing  Word, 
With  Pleafure  in  his  Face. 
Come,  all  ye  drooping  Saints, 

And  banquet  with  the  King, 
This  Wine  will  drown  your  fad  Complaints, 

And  tune  your  Voice  to  fing. 
Salvation  to  the  Name 

Of  our  adored  Cbri/, 
Throagh  the  wide  Earth  his  Grace  proclaim, 
His  Glory  in  the  High'ft. 

XVIIL  7hef:ime. 

I    <y£  S  US,  we  bow  before  thy  Feet, 

^     Thy  Table  is  divinely  ftor'd  j 
Thy  facred  Flefh  our  Souli  have  eat, 
'Tis  Living  Bread  j  we  ;bank  Thee,  Lord  ! 
And  here  we  drink  cur  Saviour's  Blood, 
We  thank  Thee,  Lord,  'tis  gen 'reus  Wine  j 
Mingled  with  Love  the  Fountain  fiow'd 
From  that  dear  bleeding  Heart  of  thine. 
On  Earth  is  lio  fuch  Sweetnefs  found, 
For  the  Lainb^s  Fielh  is  heav'nly  Food  j 
In  vain  we  fearch  the  Globe  around 
For  Bread  fo  fine,  or  Wine  fo  good. 
Carnal  Proviflons  can  at  beft 
P>ut  chear  the  Heart,  or  warm  the  Head, 
But  the  rich  Cordial  that  we  tafte. 
Gives  Life  Eternal  to  the  Dead. 
Joy  to  tke  ?>4after  of  the  Feaft, 
His  Name  our  Souls  for  ever  bleft  i 
To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Fritft, 
A  loud  Hofanna  rcund  tb?  place. 


L  4  xrx. 


«34  HYMNS  and  B.  ir^. 

XIX.  Glory  in  the  Crofs  j  or,  npt  ajhtim  d  cf  Chi 

(rmified, 

1      AT  thy  Command,  our  dcareft  Lord, 
l\  Hei€  we  ?.ttend  thy  dying  Feaft  ; 
Thy  Blood,  lil^e  Wiae,  adofus  thy  Board, 
And  thine  own  Plefh  feeds  ev'ry  Giieft. 

%  Our  Faith  adores  thy  bleeding  Love, 
And  truftsfor  Life  in  on«  that  dy'd  j 
We  hop.e  for  heav'niy  Crowns  above. 
From  a  Reiieeiricr  crucif'y'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  World  pronounce  it  Shame,  \ 
And  fling  th^ir  Scand.ds  on  the  Caufe  5              \ 
We  con^e  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  Name, 
And  make  our  Triumphs  in  his  Crofs. 

4  Wiih  Joy  we  tell  the  fcoffir.g  Age, 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  Tomb, 
He  lives  abo"5c  their  utmolt  Rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  tilVhe  come, 

XX.  The  Vro'Vif.ons  for  the  Tahli  cf  the  lord-^   ot^. 
The  Tr(e  »f  Lijfx  and  Krvir  ef  Loue, 

3   T     ORB,  we  adore  ! by  bounteous  Hand, 
l_y    And  fing  the  folemn  Feaft, 
"Where  fWeet  crle(-ial  Dainties  ftand 
For  ev'ry  willing  Guelt. 
I;?.  The  Tree  of  Life  adorns  the  Board 
With  rich  immortal  Fiuit, 
And  nc'^r  an  angry  Naming  Sword 
To  guard  their  Pi^ffage  tc/t.  • 

^  The  Cup  ftands  crownM  with  living  juice 
The  Fountain  flows  above, 
And  runs  'iown  llreaming  for  our  Ufcj 
In  Rivuitts  of  Love.] 
^  The  Food^s  prepar'd  by  heav'nly  Art, 
Th«  rv';V.f«Ar<;^5  well  r^^u'd. 

They 


B.  III.  spiritual  S  0  N  G  S 


■lb 


They  fpread  new  Life  through  evVy  Heart, 

And  chear  the  drooping  Mind. 
5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  Love, 

Ye  Saints  that  tafte  his  Wiae,  " 
Join  with  your  Kindred  Saints  above, 

InXowd  Hofa?inas\om. 
\  6  A  Thoufand  Glories. to  the  God 

That  gives  fuch  Joys  as  this  ; 
Hofanna  !  let  it  found  abroad, 

And  rsach  where  Jefus  is.  ;i^ 

XXI.  The  Triumphal  Feafi  for  QX^WsViaory  O'ver 
S  inland  Death,  and  Hell.^ 

[i  /^  GME,  let  us  lift  our  Voices  high, 
V-J   High  as  our  Joys  arife  j 
And  join  the  Songs  above  the  Sky, 
Where  Pleafure  never  dies. 
2  Jefus,  the  God,  that  fought  and  bled, 
And  conquerM  when  he  fell, 
That  rofe,  and  at  his  Chariot  Wheels 
Dragged  all  the  Fow'rs  of  Hell.] 
[3  Jefus^  the  God,  invites  us  here 
To  this  .riumphal  Feaft, 
And  brings  immortal  Bleffings  down 
For  each  redeemed  Gueft.] 
4.  The  Lord  !  how  glorious  is  his  Face  \ 
How  kind  his  Smiles  appear  ! 
And,  O  !  what  melting  Words  he  fays 
To  every  humble  Ear  i 

5  "  Fo{  you,  the  Children  of  my  Love, 

"  It  was  for  you  I  dy'd, 
«  Behold  my  Hands,  behold  my  Feet, 
**  And  lock  into  my  Side. 

6  *^  Thefe  are  the  Wound^for  you  I  bore, 

**  The  Tokens  of  ray  Pains, 
**  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  Soul 
*'  Fr<>ra  Mifery  and  Chains. 

1-5  7"  JU' 


a36  HYMNS    ana  EAUt 

[y  **  Juilice  unfheatlrd  its  fiery  Sword,' 
"  And  plung'd  iMn  my  Hearty 
*•  Infinite  Pangs  tor  yon  I  bore, 
'*  And  raoft  tormeiuirg  Smart. 
%  -'■  When  Hell,  and  nlj  its  rpitelul. Pow-rs, 
•'•'  Stood  dreadful  in  my  Way, 
''  l"o  re fciie  thofe  dear  Lives  of  yours, 
'*  I  gave  my  own'away. 
c^  '•'  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  dy'd. 
*'  I  ruiii'^  Satan  %  Throne  \ 
*'  High  on  my  CroTs  I  hung,  and  fpy'd 
'''The  Monfter  tumiiiing  down. 
'  7  you  muft  triumph  at'my  Fealt, 

-;'f<|  tafte  my  FieHi,  my  Eiood  j 
-'  i^^ntHive  eternal  Ag^s  bl&ft, 
*'  For 'tis  immoit:d  Food."" 
II   Vi»5torious  God  !   What  c?ai  we  pay 
For  Favours  lb  divir.e  ? 
V/e  would  devote  our  Hearts  avray 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 
32  We  give  Thee,  Lord,  our  higheft  Praife, 
The  Tribute  of  our  Tongues , 
■But  Themes  fo  infini.e  as  thefc 

Exceed  our  nobleft  i^ongs.  ^ 

XXIL  The  Companion  of  a  dying  Chrift. 

I   /^^R-  Spirits  Join  t' adore  the  Lamb  j 

\^     O  that  our  feeble  Lips  could  move 
,     In  Strains  immortal  as  his  Nanje, 
And  raehing  as  his  dyirsgLove. 

2.  Was  ever  equal  Pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  cf  Keas>'n  refjgns  his  Breath, 
And  pouis  his  Life  out  on  the  Ground, 
To  ranfom  guilty  Worms  frrm  Death. 

[3  Pvebfls,  we  broke  our  Maker's  Laws 3 
He  from  the  Thiea't'ning  fe.t  usfree^ 

■>.  Bor«; 


,m.  Spintual   S  Q  N  G  S.  S37 

Bore  the  full  Vengeance  on  his  Crofs, 

And  nailM  the  Curfes  to  the  Tree.l 
['4  The  Law  proclaims  no  Terror  now, 

,And  Sinai's  Thunder  roais  no  more; 

From  all  tiis  Wounds  new  Bleffings  fl.vv, 

A  Sea  of  Joy  without  a  Shore. 
I  Here  we  have  wafli'd  our  deepell  Stains, 

And  lieal'd  our  Wounds  with  heav'nly  Blood  ; 

Biefs'd  Fountain  !  fpiiilging  from  the  Veins 

Of  Jcfus  our  incis.:  nate  God.  ] 
i  In  vain  our  mortal  Voices  ilri^e 

To  fpeak  Ccmpafiion  fo  divine  3 

.Had  we  a  Thoui'and  Lives  to  give, 

A.Thoufand  Lives  fliould  all  be  thine. 

XXIIL  Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  ChrUt, 
[i   Q  LT  T  1  N  G  around  our  Father's  Board; 
=3     We  raife  our  tuneful  Breathy 
Ottr  Faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 

And  dooms  our  Sin  fo  Deatli. 
We  fee  the  Elood  oi  Jcfu:  fhed. 

When  all  .ur  Pardons  rife  j 
The  Sinner  views  th'  Atonement  made,- 
And  loves  the  Sacrifice. 
3  Thy  cruerThorns,  thy  iham.eful  Crcfs, 
Procure  us  heav'ji^.ly  Crcwn-s ; 
Our  higheft  Gain  fpripgs  rf-m  thy  Lofs  5 
Our  Ke.^hng  from  thy  Wounds. 
4.  O  'lis  impoffible  that  we, 

Who  d  weli  in  feeble  Clny, 
Should  eOjU?.!  Suff'ripg/bear  forTlieej 
Or  equal  Ti^ank:  rej^ay. 

XXIV.    Pardon  and  Slnv2';ih  from  Chrill, 
T-  Tp  AT  H  E  R,    we  wait  to  feel  ihy  Grace^ 
X       ToTce  ihy  Giories  uiine  5 
The  Lord  will  his  own  Table  blefs^ 
And  make  the  Feaft  Divine, 

L  6  s  We 


i^t  H  r  M  N  S   and  B.  til 

a  We  totich,  we  tafte  the  heav'nly  Bread, 
Wc  drink  the  facred  Cnp  j 
With  outward  Forms  ovrr  Senfe  is  fed, 
Our  Souls  rejoice  in  Hope. 

3  We  fhall  appear  befi.re  the  Throne 

Of  our  rorgiving  God, 
Drefs^d  in  the  Garments  of  his  Son, 
And  j'p:  inkiid  with  his  Blood. 

4  We  ihali  be  ftrorg  to  run  the  Race, 

And  climb  the'iipper  Sky  j 
Ckrifl  will  provide  our  Souls  with  Grace, 
He  bjught  a  large  Supply. 
[5  Let  us  indulge  a  cheai  fui  Frame, 
For  Joy  becomes  a  Feaft  ^ 
We  love  the  Mem'ry  of  his  Name 
More  than  the  Wine  we  taite.] 

XXV.  Di'vine  Glories  and  our  Graces^ 

T   TT  O  W  are  thy  Gfories  here  difplay'd, 
.m     Great  God,  how  bright  theyfliine, 
While  at  thy  Woid  we  break  thie  Bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  Wine.- 
a  Here  thy  revenging  Jaltice  ftsnds, 
And  pleads  its  dreadful  Cauff  ; 
Here  faving  Mercy  fpreads  her  HandV, 
Like  J  ejus  on  the  Crofs. 

3  Thy  Saints  attend  with  ev'ry  Grace, 

On  this  great  Sacrifice-; 
And  Love  appears  with  Chearful  Face, 
And  Faith  with  fixed  Eyes. 

4  Our  Hope  in  waiting  Poiture  fits. 

To  Heav'n  direfts  her  Sight; 
Here  ev'ry   warmer  PaHion  meets. 
And  warmer  PowYs  unite. 
<  Zeal  and  Revenge  perform  their  Parts  j 
And  riling  Sun  deftroy  ; 

Repent- 


B.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  tj:9 

Repentance  comes  with  aking  Heart, 

Yet  not  forbids  the  Joy. 
•  6  Dear  Saviour  change  our  Faitkto  Sight, 
I  Let  Sin  for  ever  <lie  5 

I  "    Then  {hall  our  Souls  be  all  Delight, 

And  ev'iy  Tear  be  dry. 

t  Cannot  perfuade  myfelf  io.puf  a  full  Period  fo  thtfe 
•^  Divine  Hymns,  iill  I  hanje  addrej'ed  a  fpectal 
Song  of  Glory  to  God  ibe  Father,  the  Son,  and  the 
Holy  Spirit.  Though  th£  Latin  Name  of  it,  Gloria 
Patri,  be  retained  in  our  Nation  from  the  Roman 
Church  ;  and  f  ■rough  there  may  be  form  Excejfes  of 
fuperftiticus  Honour  paid  to  the  Words  of  it,  n-vhich 
may  hanje  nxjr ought  fome  unhappy  Prejudices  in  Weak- 
er Chrijlians  f  yet  I  belie^ve  it  ftill  to  be  one  of  the 
ttoblef  Farts  of  Cbri/iian  Worjhip.  The  Suhjea  of 
it  is  the  Do£irine  of  the  Trinity,  nvhich  is  thatpecu- 
liaf  Glory  of  the  Di'vine  Nature,  that  our  Lord  Je- 
fus  Chrift  has  fo  clearly  repealed  unto  Men^  and  is 
fo  neceffary  totrue  Chrifianity.  The  Aiiion  is  Prnife^ 
rwhich  is  one  of  the  mof  complete  and  exulted  Parts 
Oj  hea'venly  Worjhip.  I  ha've  cafi  the  Song  into  a 
Variety  of  Fcrmsj  and  hafve  fitted  it  by  a  plain  Ver- 
Ji-^n,  or  a  larger  Paraphrafe,  to  be  fung  either  alone,- 
or  at  the  Conclvfion  of  another  Hymn,  I  ha've  added 
alfo  a  feiv  Kofannas,  or  Afcriptions  of  Salivation 
to  Chrift,  in  the  fame  Manner,  and  for  the  fame 
End. 

A  Song  of  Praife  to  the  en^er-bhjfed  Trinity ^  GOD 
the  Father,  Son^  and  Holy  Spirit. 

XXVI.  I  ft  Long  Metre. 
i   "p  L  E  8  S  'D  be  the  Father  aniJ  his  Love, 
X3     To  wbofe  celeftial  Source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  Joys  abovej. 
And  RiDs  of  "Comfort  here  below. 

a  Glory 


240  HYMNS  and  E.  Ill 

2  Glory  to  Thee,  great  Son  of  God,  -^ 
From  whofe  dear  wounded  Body  rolls 
A  precious  Stream  of  vita4  Blood, 
Pa;  don  and  Life  for  dying  Sculs. 

3  We  give  t-he  facrtd  Spirit  Praife, 
Who,  in  our  Hearts  of  Sin  and  Woe, 
Makes  living  Spiings  of  Grace  arife, 

■  And  into  boundlefs  Glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore, 

That  Sea  of  Life  and  Love  unknown, 
Without  a.  Bottom  or  a  Shore. 

XXVII.  ill  Comfnon  Metre. 

1  f^  LOR  Y  to  God,  the  Fathers  Name, 
vJ^     Who,  from  the  finful  Race, 
Chofe  out  his  Fav'rites  to  prociam 

The  Honours  of  his  Grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

V/ho  dwelt  in  humble  Cl  -.y. 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  Dead 
Gave  his  own  Life  sway. 

3.  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  vi'hoie  Almighty  Pow'r 
Our  Souls  their  heav'niy  Birth  derive^ 
And  blefs  the  happy  Hour. 

4,  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Th'  Eternal  Three  in  On.e, 
Who  by  the  Wonders  of  his  Love 
Has  made  his  Nature  known.  ^ 

XXVHL    I  ft  S/jo.^t  Metre 

j  T     E  T  God  the  Father  live 

J j     For  ever  on  our  Tonoues; 

S'inners,  from  his  fii  ft  Love,  derive 
The  Grcm-nd  of  ail  their  Songs, 

aY« 


m 


1>.  III.  spiritual.  S  0  N  G  S.  241 

a  Ye  Saints,  employ  your  Breath 
In  Honour  to  theScn,^ 
Who  brought  your  Souls  from  Hell  and  Death, 
By.oli-ringup  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  Fraife 

■  or  an  Immortal  Strain, 
Whofe  Light,  and  Pow'r,  and  Grace  ccrrveys 
Salvation  down  to  Men. 

4  While  God,  the  Comforter, 

Reveals  our  pardon'd  Si?., 
(Xmay  the  Blo..d  and  Water  bear 
The  fame  Record  within. 

5  To  the  Great  One  and  Three, 

Tliatieals  tins  Grace  in  Heav'n, 
The  Father.  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  Glory  giv'n. 

XXIX.  2d  Lo^g  Metre. 

i   r^  1^0 RY  to  God  the  Triniry, 

\.  T      '.Thofe  Name  has  Mylleries  unkaown  ; 
If:  Eifence  One.  in  rerf-'^n  Three  5 
A  fodarl^^-iture,  yet  alone. 

2  When  all  our  nobleft  PowVs  are  joined 
The  Honours  of  thy  Name  to  raife. 
Thy  Glories  o.ver-maccn  our  rvlind, 
The  Angels  faint  beneath  the  Praile, 

XXX,  2d  Common  Metre-. 

2  -^^HE  God  of  Mercy  be  adored, 
A.       Vv'iio  calls  our  Souls  from  Deaths 
Who  faves  by  his  Redeeming  Werd, 
Ap,d- new-creating  Breath, 
a  To  praife  the  Father  and  the  Sen, 
Af>^  Spirit  all  Divine; 


The  (l>ne  iu  i  hree,  and  Thre^  in  One; 
Let  Saiats  and  Angejs  join »   , 


x:<x'i. 


242  HTM  N  S  afj^  B.  Ill 

XXXI.   ad  Short  Metre. 

I   T     E  T  God  the  Maker's  Name 
I  ■/     Have  Ronuur,  Love  and  Fear, 
To  God  the  Saviour  pay  the  fame, 
And  God  the  Comtorter. 
s  Father  of  Lights  above. 
Thy  Mercy  we  adore. 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  Love, 
'     And  Spirit  of  tliy  PowY. 

XXXIL  3d   Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  tJod  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,   J  hres  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Fraife  and  Glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  Earth,  and  all  in  Heav'n. 

XXXIIL  Or  thus. 

ALL  Glory  to  thy  w^oitdYous  Name,^ 
Father  of  Mercy,  God  of  Love, 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praife  the  beav'niy  Dove. 

XXXIV.  3d  Cofwnon  Metre. 

N'  O  W  let  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spiiit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  knowij,;^ 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

XXXV.  Or  thus. 

HONOUR  to  Thee,  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlafting  One  ; 
Ali  ^lory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit  and  the  S^n. 

XXX  VL 


B.  Ill  Spiritual  SONGS.  343 

XXXVr.  3d  Short  Metre, 

YE  Angels  round  the  Throne^ 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
V/or&ip  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bleia  the  Spirit  too. 

XXXVII.  Or  thus, 

GI V  E  fro  the  Father  Praife, 
Give  Glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  oi  his  Grac« 
Be  equal  Honour  done. 

'3CXXVIII.    A  Song  of  Fraife  fo  the  llejjfsd  Trifi':^, 
Thti^  as  //('f  cxlviiith  Pfalm, 

I  T  G I  V  E  immortal  Praife 
X     To  God  the  Father's  Love, 
For  all  my  Comforts  here, 
Ai\^  better  Hopes  above. 
He  fent  kis  own 
Eternal  Son  - 
To  die  for  Sins 
That  Man  had  done. 
3  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  Giory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  Blood 
From  everbfting  Woe  : 
And  now  he  lives. 
And  now  he  reigns, 
And  fees  the  Frait 
Of  ail  his  Pains. 
I  Tq  God,  the  Spirit's  Name^ 
liBRiprt?.!  Wcrih'p  give, 
Whofe  Titvt  creating  PoVv-'r 
Makes  th^  dead  Sinner  1  ve  ^ 
His  Woik  competes 
Tije  gr-sat  Defit:n, 

And 


H4- 


HYMNS    and 


III 


And  fills  the  Soul 

With  Joy  Divine.  « 

5  Almighty  God,  to  Thee 
Be  endlefs  Honours  done  j 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  M)  fterious  One  : 
WJhere  Reafon  fails 
Wiih  all  her  Pow'rs, 
There  Faith  prevails. 
And  Love  adores. 

XXXIX.  rbe  zd  as  the  cxlviiith  Pfalrn. 


O  him  that  chofe  us  firfl-, 
B-eFore  the  Werld  began, 
To  him  that  bore  the  Ciufe 
To  hve  rebellious  Man  : 
To  U.\m  that  formed 
Our  Hearts  anew, 
Is  endlefs  Praife 
Aiid  Glory  due. 
a  The  Father's  Love  rtiall  run 

Through  on'r  iiv.mortal  Songs, 
We  bring^to  G<rd  the  Son 

Hof minds' ov,  our  Tongues  ; 
,♦    "    Our  Lips  addrefs 
The  Sj)iiifs  Name 
With  equal  Praife, 
And  Zeal  the  fame. 
3  Let  evYy  Saint  above, 

And  Angel  round  the  Throne, 
For  ever  blefs  and  love 
The  facted  Three  in  One  : 
Thus  Heav'n  llialT  raife 
His  Honours  high, 
Wh.-n  Earih  and  Time 
Grow  old  and  die. 


XL, 


B.  III.  .SjinUial   SONGS.  445 

XL,  Th  3d  i^s  the  cxlviiith  Pfaim, 

TO  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perp^ual  Honours  raifej 
Glory  to  God  t^e  Son, 

To- God  tke  Spirit,  Fraif«; 
And  while  cu'r  Lips 
__         Their  Tribute  bring, 
Qur  Faitii  adores 
The  Names  we  ftng. 

XLL  Or  thus. 

TO  our  Eternal  God, 
The  Father  and  tiie  Son, 
And  Spi-if  ali  Di^^jne, 

Three  M>  fteries  in  One  x 
Sal  nation,  Pow'r, 
And  Praife  be  giv'n, 
Ey  all  on  Eartij, 
And  all  in  H,eav'ii. 

The   Hofanna  5  or,   Salnjation  afcribsd  to  Chrift. 
XLII,   Long  Mare. 

1  JJOSANNA  toKingi)^'-i;?W>Son, 

Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  Th^lie  j . 
V/e  biefs  tlie  Prince  or  heav'nly  Birtlif  -     ' 
V/ho  bringo  Salvation  do^^n  vo  Earth.  ^- 

'  -  l,e  t~e V '  1  y  N  a  t i  0  n ,  e  v  'ry  A ge, 
In  th's  deJi:_htfu]  Work  engage 3 
Old  Men  :.r,d  Babes  in  Sicn  fing 
The  growing  Glories  of  hci-  King, 

XLTTI.  Co?nman  Meirg. 
1    TJOS  ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  Grat'e, 

-  S^us2.   bdicld  thy  Ki Jig; 

-Prcciaim  theSon  ofDa'vid'z  Race^ 

And  teach'the  Babes  to  fing. 


*4«  HYMNS,    (^c.  B.  III. 

7.  Hcja/tfta  to  th'  Incarnate  Woid, 
Who  from  the  Father  came  5 
Afcribe  Salvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  Bkffings  on  kis  NarriC. 

XLiV,   Sifort  Metre, 

J  JJOSAUNA  to  the  Son 

Of  Da'vidj  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  News  of  Pardon  down, 
And  botight  it  with  his  Blood. 
•  To  Chriji  tW  anointed  King 
Be  endl  ft  Bleffings  giv'n  j 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Glory  fimg. 
Who  made  our  Peace  with  Hrav'n., 

XLV.  As  the_  cxlviiith  Pfalm, 

I    jOO^^"////^  to  the  King 
'^-*-     Of  Da'vicTs  ancient  Bicod, 
Behold  becomes  to  biing 
Forgiving  Grace  from  Gcd  • 
.let  Ok\  and  Young 
Attend  his  Way, 
And  at  hi?  Fftet 
Their  Honours  l:,y. 
%  Glory  to  God  on  high; 
Salvarion  to  th?  Lamb  ; 
Let  Earrh,  and  Sea,  and  Sky, 
His  wcndVous  LQ\r.  yrocUim  • 
Upon  his  Head 
Shall  i-jonours  reft. 
And  ev'ry  Age 
Pronounce  hira  Bleis'd. 


rhi  JEnd  of  tki  1'b'trd  BooL 


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TABLE 

To  find  any  H  Y  M  NT  by  the  Firil  Lin£. 

Nete,  The  Letters  a,  b,  c,  denote  the  Ift,  ITd  nnd 
llld  Book  :  The  Figures  direft  to  the  Hyma. 

A 

ADORE  and  trembk,  for  mr  Ged 
AlaSf  end  did  my  Satnour  hhed 
All -mort a',  inanities  begone 
And  are  njce  Wretches  yet  ali'Vt 
And  mufi  tbts  Body  die 
And  noiv  tbe  Scales  have  left  mine  Eyss 
Arfe,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Potvers 
At  thy  Command^  eur  dearefi  Lord 
Attend  ^jjhile  God's  exahed  Son 
Awake  my  Heart,  arife  my  Tongue 
AnvakSf  our  Seals,  a^ivay  our  Fears 
A'^sy  from  €*oery  mortal  Care 
B 

BAck^ard  iviti  bumble  Shame  lue  look 
Begin,  my  Tinguet  fome  hea'v'nJy  Thsme  b 
B-ehohd  hvnM  Sinners  difagree 
Behdd  the  Blind  their  Sight  receive 
Behold  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb 
Behold  the  Grace  appears 

Beheld  the  Fetter  and  the  Clay  a  3 17 

Behold  tbe  Rufe  ef  Sharon  hire  a    61 

Behold  the  Wowems  frtmiWd  Sfsd  h  i^^- 


B 

H. 

a 

4Z 

b 

? 

a 

2-? 

b 

10.- 

b 

IIC 

b 

81 

b 

8^ 

G 

19 

b 

130 

a 

2« 

a 

48 

b 

i*S 

a 

.^7 

eb 

*f 

a 

Ml 

h 

13? 

a 

X 

a 

3 

h8  a      T    a    B     L    E 

Behold  the  Wretch  iLhirfe  Lvft  and  Wine  a 

Behold  what  ^xvsnd  reus  Qrace  a 

Blejt  art  the  hnmble  Souls  thai  fee  a 

Bltji  be  the  eijerlafiing  God  a 

Blfji  he  the  Father  and  bis  Lome  c 

Blcji  is  the  Man  ivhofe  cautious  Feet  a 

Ble/i  Morning  J  •itkofe  young  danvning  Rays 
BltJ}  ^a.ith  the  Joys  of  innocence 
Blood  has  a  Foice  that  mouis  the  Skies 
Bright  King  cj  Glory,  dreadful  God 
Broad  is  the  Road  that  leads  to  Death 
Biiryd  in  Shado^^s  of  the  Night 
But  feiK>  among  the  Carnal  Wife 
C 

CA  N  Creatures  to  PerfeSiion  find  b  1 70 

Chrift  and  his  Crofs  is  all  our  Theme       a  1 19 
Cofne^  all  harmonious  Tonguts  b    84 

Come)  dearef  Lord,  defend  and  dwoell  ^135 

Ccmey  happy  Souls,  approach  your  Cod  b  103 

Come  hithtr  all  ye  nx:iary  Sou's  a  127  , 

Come  Holy  Spiyit,  hea'u'^dy  Do've  b    34.J 

Come,  let  us  join  a  joyful  Tuns  C      8 1 

Come,  lit  us  join  ou>  chcarjul  Songs         ■  a    62 

Come,  lei  us  lift  our  joyjul  iyes  b  108 

Come,  lei  us  lijt  our  Voices  high  c    21 

Comet  nve  that  lon>e  the  Lord  b    ^of 

D  *    * 

DAuvhters  of  Sion,  come,  btkold  a 

Dear  Lord,  behold  our  fere  Dijirefs        b 
Deareji  of  all  the  Names  above  b 

Death  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid  b 

Death  may  dijfol've  my  Body  jionv 
Death  !  "'tis  a  melancholy  Day 
Decei'v'd  by  fubtle  Snares  oj  Hell 
Deep  in  the  Dufl  before  thy  Ihrone 
Dtfcend  from  Hea^''n  immortal  Do've 
Doton  headlong  from  their  native  Skies 


Of  the  Firil  Lines.  249 

Do  ive  not  knonv  that  fohrjin  V/ord  a  \%% 

Dread  Scv' reign,  let  tny  Enjcving  Song  b      7 

E 

E''ER  the  blue  Hea-v''ns  tvere  Jlrctch''d abroad ^  % 

Eternal  Ss'verelgn  of  tbs  S-ky  b  14.9 

Eternal  Spirit,  ^we  confefs  b  133 
F 

FAITH  is  the  hrighejl  Evidence  a  izo 
Far  frsm  my  Thoughts  'vain  World  be  gone  b    15 

Father  I  long,  I  faint  10  fee  b    6'8 

Father  nve  kvsit  to  feel  thy  Grtice  c    24 

Firm  and  urimQ^-vd  are  ih?y  a    23 

Firm  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  fands  3138 

From  tka'ven  the  Jinning  Angels  fell  b    97 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  Joys  Jhall  rife  b    75 
G 

G'Et^Tll.'ES,  by  Nature nve  belong    ■       3314 

(^ix/i?  w^  the  Wings  of  Faith  to  rife  b  140 

Glory  to  God  the  Trirjiiy  C     29 

Glory  to  God  that  ^valks  the  Sky  t)    59 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's  Name  c    zj 

God  is  a  Spirit  juji  and  <wife  3  136 

God  of  the  Nlornirg,  at  ^whofs  Foice  a    79 

God  of  (he  Seas,  thy  thund''ring  Voice  b    70 

God  the  Eternal  Anv^ul  Name  b    27 

Goii  ivho  in  njariom  Methods  told  a    53 

Go  preach  my  Gofpel,  faith  the  Lord  a  128 

Go  ivorjhip  at  ImmanuelV  Feet  a  146 

G^eat  God,  hcnv  infinite  art  Thou  b    67 

Great  God,  I  o^vn  thy  Sentence  jujf  a      6 

Great  God,  thy  Glories  fball  employ  b  367 

Great  God,  to  'what  a  glorious  Height  buz 

Great  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace  b  1 59 

Gnat  nuas  the  Day,  the  Joy  nvas  gnat  b  144. 
H 

HA  D  I  the  Tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews  3134 
Happy  the  Church,  thvu  facred  Place    b    64 

Happy  the  Heart  ^wbere  Graces  reign  b   3  g 

Hark  f 


450  A        T    A    B     L    E 

Harh  f  from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  SeuJid 

Harif  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 

Hear  ivhat  the  Foice  from  Hewv'n  proclaims 

Hence  from  my  Soul  fad  Thoughts  be  gone 

Here  at  ikj  Crofj,  my  dyivg  God 

High  as  the  Hea'v'ns  abo<ve  the  Ground 

High  on  a  H^ll  of  daocxling  Light 

Hoianna,  ^c. 

Hofanna  to  our  conquering  Ki»q 

Hofanna  to  the  Frince  of  Light 

Hofanna  to  the  Royal  Sen 

Hofanna  ivith  a  cb earful  Sound 

Hoiv  are  thy  Glories  here  difplafd 

M&nxj  beauteous  are  their  Feet 

Ho^M  ccn  IJ^nk  <uottb  fuch  a  Prop 

Hovs  ccndfjcending  and  hoiv  kind 

He'wjull  of  AngvAfh  is  the  Thought 

Hoiv  teccvy  is  the  Night 

Ho^  honourable  is  tie  Place 

He'W  large  the  Prowifey  bo<w  ui'vim 

Ho*w  oft  have  Sin  and  Satan  fircnie 

Hrw  rich  eire  thy  Pro'viJionSy  Lord 

Mo-tvfad  iur  State  by  Nature  is 

U^^iM  fhall  Ifraife  th''  Eternal  God- 

Monxjjhort  and  hafiy  is  our  Life 

Honjo  fiiould'the  Sons  of  AdainVJ^af* 

Ho<w  frong  thine  Arm  is^  mighty  Gid 

H'j^w  fweet  and  a<tvful  is  the  Place 

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Hono  lAwnd'rous  great,  ho<w  glorious  bright 

I  CAN  NOT  bear  thine  Abfeme,  Ltrd 
I gi'Ve  immortal  Pratje 
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J  Ift  my  Banners,  faith  the  Lord 
I  Ivw  the  Windonus  of  thy  Grace 
Im  net  afk^ni'd  ts  onvn  vty  J.m4 
1  fmdthe  Joys  of  Earik  u^w^y 


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I  Jlng  77iy  Saitiour's  'wond''rc-us  Death 
Jehovah  /peaks,   let  Ifraei  hear 
Jehovah  reigns,  his  Throne  is  high 
Jefus,  in  thee  our  Eyes  behold 
Jefus  in-vites  his  Saints 
Jefus  is  gone  abo-ve  the  Skies 
Jefus,  the  Man  of  corfiant  Griff 
Jefus,  ive  blefs  ihy  father's  Nams 
Jelus,   ^jje  ho^Lv  before  thy  Feet 
Jefus,  ^vith  all  thy  Saints  abo've 
In  Gabriels  Hand  a  mighty  Stone 
In  thine  oxvn  Ways,  O  God  of  Lo-ve 
In  'vnin  the  iveaithy  Mortals  tod 
In  'vain  ive  lanjifh  out  our  Lii'es 
Infinite  Griff!  amazing  V/oe 
Join  all  the  Glorious  Names 
Join  all  ike  Names  of  Lo've  and  Po^er 
Is  thif  the  kind  Return 

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y^  hid  is  the  Speech  of  Chi  iH  our  Lord        a    73 

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LAden  n/Atb  Guilt,  and  jull  of  Fears  b  119 

Ltt  all  our  Tongw-.s  be  one  c      9 

Let  e-verlafiing  Gbries  cro'zvn  b  1 51 

Let  e<very  mortal  Ear  attend  a      7 

Lei  God  the  Father  luve  c    28 

Let  him  embrace  my  Soul  and  live  a    66 

Let  God  the  Maker's  Name  c    31 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Sanjicur  fay  a    i? 

Let  mortal  Tongues  attempt  to  fing  a    5! 

Let  others  boaf  ho^uo  fir ong  ihy  be  b    19 

Z^^Pharifees  of  high  Efisem  s  135 

Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Songs  b    21 

Lit  the  Sen) enth  Angel  found  on  kig^h  a    65 

Let  the  "uchole  Race  of  Creatures  lie  b    99 

Lei  the  njoild  Leopards  of  the  V/ocd  b  160 

Let  them  negkSl  thy  Glory  Lord           -  t>    35 

M  Lcf 


151  A        T    A    B    L    E 

Let  us  adore  th''  Eternal  Word  c 

Life  and  immortal  Joys  are  gi'ven  b 

Life  is  the  Ti?ne  to  Jernje  the  Lord  a 

Lift  up  your  Eyes  to  th""  hea^''nly  Seat  b 

Like  Sheep  njoe  ivefit  afiray  a  ] 

Lo  the  young  'Tribes  of  Adam  rife  a 

Lo  nukat  a  glorious  Sight  appears  a 

/.o  nvhat  an  entertaining  Sight  a 

Long  ha<ve  I  fat  beneath  the  Sound  b  j 

Look,  gracious  God,  honu  numerous  they  a 

Lordy  at  thy  Temple  nve  appear  a 

Lord,  ho^w  divine  thy  Comjorts  are  C 

Lordy  ho^o  fecure  arid  blef  are  they  b 

Lordy  hoiv  fecure  my  Confcience  luat  a 

Lord,  nve  adore  thy  bounteous  Hand  c 

Lord,  woe  adore  thy  njaf  Dffigns  b 

Lord,  ijue  are  blind,  tue  Mortals  blind  b 

Lardy  nve  cotfefs  cur  numerous  Faults  a 
Lord,  wuhat  a  feeble  Piece  a 

Lordy  ^ivhat  a  Heanjn  of  f awing  Grace  b 

Lord^  nvhat  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  nvas  1  a 

Lordy  avbai  a  nvretehed  Land  is  this  b 

Lord,  wjhen  my  Thoughts  nvitb  Wonder  roll  b 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  a 

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MA  N  has  a  Soul  of  *vafi  Defires 
Miflaken  Souls  that  dream  of  HeanPn 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lo^d  b 

My  dronxfy  Foivers  wahy  fleep  you  fo  b 
My  God,  ho<vj  endlefs  is  thy  Lowe  a 

My  God,  ?»y  Life,  my  Lowe  b 

My  God,  my  Portion,  and  my  Lowe  b 

My  God  permit  me  not  to  be 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Joys 
My  God,  nvhat  endlefs  Pleajures  dnueH 
My  Heart  bonv  dreadful  bard  it  is 
My  Sawiour  God,  my  Sowereign  Prince 
My  Soul  come  meditate  tbe  Day 


Q€  the  Fir^l  Lines.  153 

M>  Soul  for  fakes  ber  ijain  Delight  b    19 

My  'Thoughti  on  anvful  Subjcds  roll  b      a 

My  Thoughts  furmount  the; e  lo^tver  Skies  b  163 

N 

^'^  AKED  as  from  the  Earth  tue  cante        a      5 
^    Nature  iviih  all  her  Ponverjhall  Jing    b       » 

Nature  njjith  open  ledums  fiands  C     10 

Ao,  I'll  refine  at  Death  m  more  b  lOa 

^!?,  J  /&«//  eti'vy  them  no  more  b    5S 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boaji  no  more  a  109 

Nor  Eye  has  feen,  nor  Ear  has  hiard  a  105 

Not  ail  the  Blood  of  Beajls  b  142 

Not  all  the  outtvard  Forms  on  Earth  a    95 

Not  different  Food  or  differenJ  Drefj  a  ia6 

Not  from  the  Duf  AffitSiion  groivs  a    83 

Not  the  Malicious  or  Prophane  a  104. 

Not  to  condemn  the  Sons  of  Men  a  100 

Not  to  the  Terrors  of  the  Lord  b  151 

Not  'with  our  mortal  Eyes  a  108 

Nonxj  be  the  God  of  Ifrael  blejl  a    50 

Noav  by  the  Boijcels  of  my  God  a  r^o 

NoHxjfor  a  Tune  of  lofty  Pratfe  b    43. 

No  IX'  ha've  our  Htarts  embraced  our  God  c    14 

Noiv  in  the  Galleries  of  his  Grace  a    77 

A'c-xy  in  the  Heat  of  youthful  Blood  a    .91 

No'Lv  let  a  fpaciovs  World  arife  b  247 

Nonx)  let  our  Pains  be  all Jorffot  c    16 

Noiw  let  the  Lord  my  Si-viour  fmile  b    5c 

Notfj  Satan  comes  ivith  dreadful  Roar  b  j  57 

Nonv  Jhall  my  inxk'ard  Joys-:^ife  a    39 

Nonv  to  the  Lord  a  noble  Son^  b    47 

JVexv  to  the  Lord  that  mdkes  us  kfte^tv  a    61 

Noiv  to  the  Foiuer  of  Go^  fupreme  ^137 
O 

O  For. an  ofver coming  Faith  *a    71 
O I  if  my  Soul  nvas  formed  for  Woe        b  loa 

O  the  Almighty  Lord  b    %o 

0  the  Delights f  the  hea'vefily  Joys  b    91 

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Often  I  feek  my  Lord  by  Night  a 

Once  more^  tny  Soul    the  r'lfing  Day  b 

Our  Days  alas,  our  mortal  Days  b 

Our  God  ho^ui  Jir?n  bis  Frcmife  Jlands  b 

Our  Sins  alas,  huuj  Jirong  they  bs^^  b 

0«r  Souls  /ball  magnify  the  Lord  a 

Our  Spirits  join  f  adore  the  Lamb  c 
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PLung'd  in  a  Gul/h  of  dark  Dtfpair  b 

Praife,  enjerlafung  Fraife^  be  paid  b 
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RAife  thee^  my  Scul,  fly  up  and  run  b 

Raife your  triumphant  Songs  h 
Rife,  rife,  my  Soul,  and  lea'ue  the  Ground     b 
S 

SAinis,  at  your  Father's  hea'v''n'y  Word 
Saltation  !  O  the  joyful  Sound 
See  ^where  the  great  incarnate  God 
Shalt  the  'vile  Race  of  tlefl)  and  Blood 
Shall  nxe  po  on  to  Sin 
Shall  Wifdom  cry  aloud 

Shine  mighty  God,  on  Bi]ia\n  Jhine  a 

Shout  to  the  Lord,   and  let  your  Joys  b 

Sin  has  a  Thoifand  treacherous  Arts  b    50 

Sin  like  a  njenomous  Difeafe  ^  J  55 

Sing  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  Skies  b    13 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  nvith  joyful  Voice  a    43 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  hea'venly  Hcfls  b    6ft 

Sitting  arcund  our  Father's  Board  c    2j 

So  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  rife  a  ij« 

So  let  cur  Lips  and  Li'ves  exprefs  a  134 

So  tjfw-born  Babes  defire  the  Breafl  a  143 

Stand  up,  my  Soul,  fhake  off  thy  Fears  b    77^ 

Stoop  dowun,  my  'Thoughts,  'that  ufe  to  rife  b    ^\ 

Straight  is  the  IVay,  the  door  is  Jiraigbt  b  16 1 
T 

TErrible  God^  that  reignfl  on  high 
That  anv/ul  Day  *wtll  furely  come 


Of  the  Firll  Linej.  255 

^e^nve  adore y  Eternal  Name 

The  Glories  of  tny  Maker  God 

The  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd 

The  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son 

The  Lands  that  long  in  Darkmfs  lay 

The  Laixj  by  Mofes  came 

The  Lauj  commands^  and  makes  us  hionxj 

The  Lord  decla'-es  his  Will 

The  Lord  defcending  from  above 

The  Lord  }q\\o\2Jc\  reigns 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

The  Majefy  of  Solomon 

The  Memory  of  our  dying  Lord 

The  Fromife  of  my  Father''s  Love 

The  Fromife  nvas  di'vinely  free 

The  true  Me/fiah  noiu  appeal's 

The  Foice  of  my  BeJoucd  founds 

The  ivoncPring  World  enquires  to  kno^iu 

There  is  c  Houfe  not  made  tviih  Hands 

There  is  a  Lend  of  pure  Delight 

There's  no  Ambition  Jhuells  Tny  Heart 

There  n.vas  an  Hour  ^^'hen  Chrift  rfoic'd 

Theff  glorious  Minds  honxj  bright  they  fbine 

This  is  the  IVcrd  of  Truth  and  Loue 

Thou,  nvho?/!  my  Soul  ndmins  abo-ve 

Thus  did  the  Sens  of  Abraham  pafs 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  Ld  me  on 

Thus  faith  the  Firf,  the  ^reat  Command 

Thus  faith  the  hi^h  and  lofty  One 

Thus  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Skies 

Thus  faith  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord 

Thus  faith  the  Wifdorn  of  the  Lord 

Thy  Fa<vourSy  Lord,  furpri%e  our  Souls 

Time,  njjhat  an  empty  Vapour  'tis 

^Tis  by  the  Faith  of  Joys  to  come 

""lis  from  the  Treafures  of  his  Word 

""Tis,  not  the  LaTV  of  ten  Commiwds 

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Vain  are  the  Hopes  that  Rebels  place 
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Up  to  the  Field  ivhere  Angels  lie 
Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  an  high 
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We  blef  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord 
We  Jing  the  nmazing  Deeds 
IVefing  the  Glories  of  thy  Loi/e 
V/elcome  fnveet  Day  of  Reji 
Well,  the  Redeemer's  gone 
What  d-fferent  Po^wers  of  Grace  and  Sin 
What  equal  Honours  Jhall  ive  bring 
What  happy  Men  or  Angels  ihefe 
V/h'd  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God 
Whence  do  our  mournful  Thoughts  arife 
When  I  can  read  my  Title  clear 
When  in  the  Light  of  Faiih  Divine 
When  I  furvey  the  njjondrous  Crofs 
tVhen^ne  are  raised  from  deep  Dijirefs 
When  Strangers  f  and  and  hear  me  tell 
Wken  the  fiyji  Parents  of  cur  Race 
When  the  great  Builder  Jiretcifd  the  Skies 
Whert  are  the  f^/loiirners,  faith  the  Lord 
Who  can  dtfcribe  the  Joys  that  rife 
y/ho  has  bcli"-v'd  thy  Word 
Who  IS  this  fair  One  in  Difrefs 
Who  f jail  the  Lord^s  EleSi  condemn 
Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  Rage 
Why  does y cur  Face,  ye  humble  Souls 
Why  do  ive  mourn  departing  Friends 
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Wiy  Jhould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo 
Why  Jbndd  ive  Jl  art  and  fear  to  die 
Vith  chearful  Voice  I  fing 
With  holy  Fear  and  humble  Song 
With  Joy  nve  meditate  the  Grace 
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Ye  Sons  of  Adam,  ^jain  and  young 
Ye  thai  obey  the  immortal  King 

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A    TABLE 


A 

TABLE 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  Title 
or  Contents  of  it. 

Note,  Th  Leltjrsy  a,  h,  z,  fignify  the  jirj\,  fecond^ 
and  third  Book  :  7  he  Figures  dired  to  the  Hytnn. 
JJ  you  find  not  luhat  Hymn  yon  feek  under  one  M 
ff^ord  of  the  Title,  feek  it  under  another^  or  by  Jo  me  H 
Word  that  is  of  the  fame  Sigmficaiion,  tho^  per- 
haps not  mentioned  in  the  Title  of  the  Hymn. 

A  Ad-voeate.       See  Chrifi^ii 

/jAron  and  Chr-fi  a  145      hiterceffion. 

^(6r«V/-i's  Bleding  on  the  Unfandify'd  b  165 
Gentiles  a  60,  113,  114  Afflicted.  -Chrifl^  Com- 
b  J  34.  Offering  his  pafTicn  to  therh  a  115 
?on         _  a  119   AffliiHoKs  temoved  a  87 

Ahfmce  and  Prefence  oF  Submitted  to  a  5,  129 
God  b  93,  94,  100.  b  109.  Support  and 
From  G(-d  forever  in-  Comfort  undei-  them  b 
tolerable  b  107     50,  65.       And   Death 

Accefs  to  the  Throne  by  ancl  Providence  a  83 
a  Mediator  b  108   y^/we/?  Chriftian     bi58 

^i/tf/w  his  Fall  a  107.  -.^«g/?// Sinning  b  24. 
Corrupt  Nature  from  Standing  and  Falling  b 
him  b  128,  the  fird  &  27.  Praife  ye  the  Lord 
the  ftcond    a    57,  124     b  27.  Puniilied  &  Man 

Adoption  a  64,  143,  and  faved  b  96;  97.  Their 
Eledtion  a  54  Miniflry 


A  Table  of  Contents.  25^ 

Miniilry  to  Cbriji  and  Blejfed  are  the  Dead   in 
Saints   b   18,  112,  113     the  Lord  a  18.  Society 

Ambition,  &c,  b  loi     in  Heaven     b    ^3,    75 

Anger  of  God.  See  Blejfednefs  &  Burmefs  of 

JV'raib,  Vengeance,  Hell.     Heaven,  a  40,  41.  b  86, 

-(tf«/-xc;i'rj- to  the  Chu.'ch's  Only  in  God  b  93,  94,, 
Prayers  a  jo.  100 

Anti-Chrtfi  his  Ruin,  a  EleJ/lng  of  Ahrah'am  on 
*9>  S^i  59-  ^^^  Enemies,     the  Gentiles  a  113,  114;, 

ApofiGte  bi58  b  134 

Apojiles  comminiion  a  iz8  B/o^a'  and  Flefh  of  Chriji 

Afcinjion  ScV^tiwa-tdixotx  is  our  Food  c  17,  18, 
of  C/;r//?  b  76     the  Seal  of  the  New- 

AJJiJlance  againft  Temp-     Teitament  c  3.     The 

tations  a  ^^^  32,  b  50,     Spirit  &  the  Water  c  9 

d^   Boajttng  excluded  a   96 

AJfurance  of  Heaveji,  a  Bodies  frail.  See  Z-^/r, 
47,  b  65.  Of  the  Love  Book  of  God's  Decrees 
of  Cbriji     a    14.   b.  73  b  99 

Of  Faith  a  103  i?r^^<:/of  Life  is  Chriji  c  5 

Attributes,     See  Ge,;?'.         Breathing  towards  Hea- 

B  ven  b  23 

'nAbyhn  'iA\\\ng    a   56,  -5r/<'a/«'sGod  praifed  b  i 

•^  59.  See  Enemies.  For  Delivtrance  b   9z 

J5<2f-{/7/Vr«^j  and  Re  turns  Burial  b  63,  with  C/^r?/? 
b  20     in  Baptiiin,  a  izz,  and 

Bapti//z  a.  52.  Preaching  Death  of  a  Saint  b  3 
and  the  Lord's  Supper  C  --^ 

b  141.  &  Circu:r.ciiion  f^Anaan  and  Hesven 
a    121.   b,    17,7.     134.  *-^  b  i>(i,  124 

Burial  with  Chriji  a  122  Carnal  Joys  parted  with 

Beatitudes  a  201     b     ro    11.  Reafoa 

Beliet'e    and    be    faved     huir.bled  a   11,  12 

a  100  Cer€7nonicd.       See  Lo.'vj^ 

Belie'ver  baptifed   a   52,     7}'/><fJ,  Prieji. 

122  Char  alters  of  the  Chii- 

5fr^^,  firft  and  fecond  dren  of  God,  a  143  of 
a  95,  99.  Of  Chriji,  Chriji  a  i4i---i5o  of 
Miracles  at  it   b   136  M  5.       BkiTedn^is. 


26o  A  Table  of  Contents. 

BlefTednefs  a  loa    Heaven,  vifits  the  Earth 

Chanty  and  Uncharita-  a  76 

bleucfs,  a  ii6,  and  Enjoyment  of  him  b  15 
Love  a  130,   133     16.    His   Eternity  a  z, 

CA;7^'V«  in  the  Covenant    92.      Example    b   139. 
ot    Grace    a    113,    114     Excellencies  a  51  b  17 
Devoted  to  God,  a  121  Faith  and  Knowledge  ot" 
b  127    him   a  103,    his   Flefh 
Chrifi,     See    Lord^    and     and  Blood    cm-    Food 
Aaron  a  145  and    Adam    c   17,   18.     Found  and 
a    124    his    Afcenfion    brought  to  the  Chuich 
b  76  a  71 

Beatific  Sight  of  him  His  Glory  in  Heaven  b 
b  75.  Beloved  defcrib-  91.  God  reconciled  in 
ed  a  75,  the  Bread  of  him  b  148.  Grace 
Life  c   5    given  us  in  him  a  137 

His Caie  of  the  young  &  b  40 

feeble  a  I25,  138,  and  High  Priefl  and  King,  a 
the  Church,  ieeking,  61.  his  Human  &  Di- 
finding,  &c  See  Church  vine  Nature  a  2,  13, 
Coming  to  judge,  a  61  19.  "Humiliation  and 
his  Comiinliion  b  103,  Exaltation  a  1,  63,  141 
104.  Communion  with    142.    b   5,  43,    Ji,    83, 

him,   a  66 71.    and     84.  c  10,  16. 

Saints,  a  67,  76.  c  2,  His  Incarnation  a  3,  13, 
Compared  to  inanimate  Interceflion  b  36,  37,' 
Things  a  146.  His  118.  invitation  to  Sin- 
Coronation  ?.nd  Efpou-  ners  a  127 
iais  a  72.  His  Crofs  The  King  at  his  Table 
not  to  be  afiiamed  of  a  66.  His  Kingdom 
c  19.  Crucify'd,  God's  among  Men,  a  3,  21, 
Wildom  &Powt^r  c  10.  Knowledge  and  Faith 
David's  Son  a  16,  50.  in  him  a  103 
His  Death  caus'd  bySin  The  Lamb  of  God,  a  i, 
b  81.  Grace  and  Glory  64.  Hi's  Love  to  the 
by  it,  013.  Vidory  &  Church  a  14.  17.  under 
Kingdom  b  114.  his  Defertion  b  50.  (bed 
Divine  Nature  a  2,  13,  abroad  in  the  Heart 
92,    b  52.     Dwells  in                                a  135. 


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•  35.      To  Men  a  92 
'L'utsd  up   a  HI. 


a  84, 5^5,  97.  Righteouf- 
nels  valuable.        a  109 


ivJiwiitered  to  by  Angels  His  Sacrifice  b  342.  -and 

b    112,     113.    Miracles 

at  the  Birth  of  Chrifi 

b  136.  Miracles  in  his 

Life,    Death,  and  Re- 

furreflion  b  137.    and 

Mcfes  a  1185  49 
Names  and  Titles,  a  147 

148.    Nativity  a  3,    13 
Obeyed  or  reli'tcd  a  93. 

His  Offices  a  14.9,  150. 

b  132 

Pardon  &  Strength  from 

him  c  24.  Our  Pa.^over 

b  155.  His  Perfon  glo- 
rious and  gracious  a  75 


b  47.    Our  Phyiician  a 


Interceffion  b  118.  Sal- 
vation, Righteoufnefs 
and  Strength  in  him 
a  15,  84,  85,  97,  98. 
Our  Sandliiication  a  97., 
98,  Satan  at  Enmity,  a 
107.  Saints  in  his  Hand 
a  338.  Our  Shepherd 
a  S,  142.  The  Subftanqe 
of  the  Types  b  12.  fent 
by  the  Father  a  100.  b 
103,  104.  His  Suffer- 
ings c  16.  &  godly  Sor- 
row b  9,  ic6  and  Glery 
a  I,  62,  63,  b  43,  81, 
83,  84.  c  10. 


112.  His  Pity  to  the  His  Tides  and  Kingdom 
Aiflifted  a  ad  Tempted  a  13.  Triumph  over 
a  125.  His  Priefthood  our  Enemies  a  28,  29. 
a  145-  b  118.  his  Pre-  Types  and  Prophecies 
{ence^ittPreft^ce.ViO-    of  him  b  135 

phecies,  and  Types  of  Viftory  over  Satan  a  89 
him    b  335.    Prophet,    Death  and  Hell    c  21 


Prieif,  and  King  a  25. 
b  132.  our  Prophet  and 
Teacher  a  93 

Redemption.  SeeRedeem 
Rejefted  by  the  Je'ws 
a  141.  Refiirredion,  b 
72,  76.  Is  our  Hope 
a  26.  Refurreflion, 
Life,  and  Death  mira- 
culous b  137.  Reveal'd 
to  Man  a  10.  To  Babes 
a  II,  12.  Righreouf- 
nefs  &  Strength  in  him 


unfeen  and  beloved  a 
108 
Wifdom  of  God  a  92 
our  Wifaom  and  Righ- 
teoufnefs a  97,  9S 
V/orftiipM  by  the  Crea- 
tion a  Gz 
Chnjttan,  See  Sainis, 
Spiritua/,  Sec.  Religion 
its  Excellency  b  13? 
Almoft  b  is8.  Virtues 


b  161 


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Church.  See  Wo^Jh'xp,  CcndfifcenJion^oowv'W'Or- 
Sainis,  Spiriiual.  Its  fhip  b  45.  Affairs  b  46 
Safety  and  Hrotei^ion  CovfeJ/lon  and  Pardon 
a  8,  39.,  b  64.  .91.     Its  a  151 

Enemies  (lain  by  Chrijl  C<7«/r?i?/;<:rgood,tfeel'lea- 
a  21,  29.  Converfmg  ivne  of  it  b  57.  fecure 
H i tb  (^r;y?,  i^^z.  feek-  and  aw'aken'd  a  115 
iiig,  finding,  calling,  C(?»/?a-7ryin  the  Gofpe]  b4 
anfvvering  a  66---71  C 072 te /it ig n  &i  J^ove  a  150 
Under  God's  Care  a  39.  Con^verfion  a  104.  b  15^ 
Efpoufais  with  Chrift  a  tlie  Difficnlty  of  it  b 
72.  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  161.  otiayM  a  88---  91 
of  Chrijl  a  73.  Th.e  Tiie  Joy  of  Heaven 
Garden  of  Chrijr  a   74  a  loi 

Circumc'ifion  abobflied  b  Cou'viBion  of  Sin  by  the 

134  and  Baptiim  a  121     Law  a  94,  115.  by  the 

b  127     (~rofs  of  ChrtJ\  b  81,  95 

C/c?<2/^zw^  Spiritual  a  7  40  Ccrr//^f     Natuie     from 

C.o/n/ir/ in  the  Covenant     Adam  a«fi.bi28 

with  Chr\j]  b  40.  re-  Covenant  of  Grace  a  9 
ftor'd  b  73.  See  Fardon.  Children  therein  a  1 13, 
In  Sorrows  of  Mind  &  114.  feal'd  and  fviorn 
Body  b  50  65     a  139  c  3.    Hope  in    it 

Communion  with  Chrifi  a  159,  made  with  67;r//f 
and  Saints  a  2.  Between  our  Comfort  b  40.  Of 
Chnji  and  the  Church  Works..  See /.aoy  and 
a  66---71,  b  15,   16  Go/pel. 

Compafficn  of  a  dying  Co'veioufnefs,  Sec.  a  24, 
Chrfjl  c  22.  to  be  affile-  b  5^,  101. 

ted  a  X2-5  Courage  and  Conftancy 

Co«/)/<7w/ofa  hard  heart  a  14,  15,  48.  b  4,  65 
b  98,  of  Deiertion  and  Creation  a  92  b  71,  147 
Temptations  b  t63.  of  New  b  133.  Preferva- 
Dulnefs  b34.of  indwel-  tion,  ^r.  oHhis  World 
ling  Sia  a  115.  of  In-  b  13 

gratitude  b  74.  of  Sloth  Cr/fl/ttr<?;praife  the  Lord 
&  Negligence  b  25.  32.     b  71.  Love  dangerous, 

Condemfiatloti  by  the  Law  b  48.  God  above  them, 
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a  82.  their  Vanity  b  146 

Crofs  of  ChriJ}  is  our 
Glory  c  19  Repentance 
flowing  from  it  b  io5 
Salvation  in  it  b  4 
Crucifixion  to  the 
Worla  by  it  c  7 

Cliffy  and  Promife  a  207 

Cujiom  in  Sin  b  160 

D 
T\Angei-s  of  our  earthly 

■"^  Pilgrimage  b  53.  of 
Death  and  Hell  b  55 
of  Love  to  the  C'-ea- 
tnres  b  48 

Darknefs  difpeird  by 
€krift"s  Prefence  b  54 
of  Providence    b    109 

Dny  of  Grace  and  Time 
of  Duty  a  88.  of  Judg- 
ment 345,  61,  65,  ^9j  90 

D--ad  in  the  Lord,   their 

BlelTednefs  a  18,  to  Sin 

by  the  Crofs  of  Chrifi 

a  J  CO 

I>'-ath.  See  Chrifi,  and 
Afflidions  under  Pro- 
vidence a  83.  terrible  to 
the  Uncor.vejted  a  91 
made  eafy  by  the  Sight 
ofChriitc  14.  b  31.  By 
a  Sight  of  Heaven  b  66 
God's  Prefence  in  it 
b  49,  119.  our  Fear  of 
it  b  31.  delirable  a  19 
b  di.  overcome  a  17 
triumphed  over  a  6.  b 
no.  prepared  for  a  27 
b  63.  of  a  Sinner  a  24 
b  s,   and   Buriai  of  a 


Saint  a    18.   b   3.   and 

Eternity    b    28.      and 

Glory  a  no.  b  61.  and 

the   Refurre6lion  b   3,-'' 

IC2,    no.  of    Mops  at 

God's  Command  b  49 

d ;  ead f ul  an d  d  el  1  o  h  tfiil 

/b5^ 

DeceHfulnefs  ol  Sin  b  153 

Decrees  of  God  a  11,  12, 

96,  117  b  99 

Diiiy  of  Chrifi  a  2, 13,92. 

b     5r 

iPi'/^_)'  of  Converfion  a 

g8-"9i  b  25,    32 

Delight  in  Worfhin  b  I4 

in  God   b  42.  in  Con- 

verfe  with  Chriftbi5io 

Deli'verance    b    3.      See 

Enemies.  Church.    And 

Submillion  a  119.  from 

fpiritual   Enemy  a   47 

b  65,  82 

Dependatice.     See  Faith. 

Defertion  &  Temptation 

com.plain'd    of    b  163 

Df/ireQ^CkrijTi  Prefence 

b  loo.      See   more  in 

Hea<ver.  .Cknfi ^Lonje  ^hc. 

Defpair  &  PrefumptioH 

a  215,  b  156,  157 

Defvil  vanquiili'd   a   58. 

See  Fiaory. 
De'votion  fervent  defir'd 
b  34 
Difficulty  of  Converfion 
bi6i 
DiJfoluttQn  of  this  World 
bi3 

Difiafe, 


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Difeafe.     See  ^icknefs. 

Dijlif7iper,  Folly  and 
Madnefs   of  Sin  b  153 

Dijlinguijhing  Love  an, 
la,   9S,   117.    b  96,   97 

Di'vine.  See  GoJ,  Deitj, 
&c. 

DowifiioK  of  God  and  our 
Deliverance  b  3.  Eter- 
nal b  67.  over  the  Sea 
b  70 

Doubts  8c  Fears  fupprell 
b  73 

DuUnefj  fpi ritual      b  25 

E 

"pArtbi   no  Reft  on  it 

■*-'  b  146.  and  Heaven 

b  TO,  1 1,  53 

Effufion  of  the  Spirit 
b   144 

EUSiion  excludes  boa  ft - 
ing  a  96.  Free  an, 
II,  54,  J 1 7.  See  De- 
crees, 

^«^  of  the  World  b  164 

Emmies  of  the  Church 
difappointed  b  91,  92. 
Salvation  from  them 
b  8i.  triumphed  over 
by  Chrift  a  28,  79.  See 
Church,Babylon,Mkhatl, 

Enjoyment  of  Clirift  b  15, 
16.  See  Wo-jhip. 

Enmity  between  Chrifi 
and  Satan  a  107 

En'vy  and  Love     a  130 

Efpoufah  of  the  Church 
to  Chrift  a  7* 


EJ\ahliJbmmt    in    Grace      . 
b  82  -  ' 

Eternity  of  God  b  17.  of     - 
his  Dominion  b  67.  and  ' 

.Death  b  28.  fucceeding 
this  Life  b  55.  See 
Hea<ven,  Death, 

E'ven'uig  and  Morning 
Hymns  a  79,   80,  81. 

b   6,  7,    8-    ■■; 

Exaltation.  Se?  Ci  rifil 
Glory,  Suferings^  &c. 

Example  of  Chrift  b  i  39. 
of  Saints  b  140 

Excellency  of  the  Chri-     ' 
ftian  Religion      b  131 

F 
"nAithm  Things  unfeen 

^  a  J  20.  b  129.  and 
Knov\ledge  of  Chrift 
a  103.  Love  and  Joy 
a  108.  and  , Unbelief 
b  125.  living  and  dead- 
a  140.  afTifted  by  Senfe 
b  141.  its  joy  b  162.  in 
Chrift  our  Sacrifice  b 
142.  and  Salvation  a 
100.  of  AfTurance  a 
103.  and  t-ight  a  no 
b  145.  triumphing  in 
Chrift  a  14.  for  Pardon 
and  S^ndtification  b 
90.  Faith  and  Reafon 
b  87,  309. 

Faithfuinefsof  G  od's  Pr  o- 
miks  b  40,  60,  69 

Fall  of  Angels  and  Men 
b  24.  and  Recovery  of 
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Man              a  T07  b  78  c   13,    15.     Abraham''^ 

Tears  and  Doubts  fu-p-  Blcf ling  on  them  a  113 

prelt                        b    73  114.,  b  134. 

Feaji  of  Love  a  6g.   of  Gloriffd    Martyrs    and 

IViumphcii,  of   the  Saints              a  40,  41. 

Gofpei  a   7.  c  12,   20  G/or)' and  Death  a  no 

made  &  Gueft  invited 


FclloiJu/htp .  S^eCommufiiori 
Fer'vency    of    Devotion 

defir'd  b  34 

Fekv  laved  b  i  ^S 

f/^/^  and  Blood  of  Ch.ift 

the  beft  Food  c  17,  18, 

our  Tabernacle  a  no. 

and  Spirit  b  143 

Food  Spirit'aal  a  7,  67,  68 

74.  b  15.  See  Feafi. 
Folly  2<.nd  Madnefs  of  Sin 

Forbearance.  See  faiimce 
Forgi'Vsnifs.  See  Pardon. 
Formality     in    Worfhip 


b  61.  See  Heo.njtn.  Of 
God  above  our  Reafon 
b  87.  of  Chrillin  Hea- 
ven b  9 1 .  See  Chrifl. 
And  Grace  by  the 
DeaUi  of  Chrift  c  23. 
Juiliiication  &  Sanfti- 
fication  a  3,  To  the 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy 

Ghoft  c  26 41.    of 

God  in  the  Gol'pel  b 
126,  and  Grace  in  the 
Peribn  gH  Chrift  b  47 
&  Sufferings  of  Chrift 
b  43.  See  Sufferings. 
Glorying  in  the  Crofs  of 
Chrht  c  19 


Frai].  See  Life,  Health. 
Forgetfu'inefs  b  165 

Frailty  and  Folly  b  32 
Free.  See  Grace,  Election. 
Freedom    from  Sin  and 


a  136  God  ail  in  all  b  92,  94. 


His  Abfence,  his  Attri- 
butes b  51,  166,  169. 
glorify'd  by  Chrift  b 
126  c  10.  the  Avenger 
of  his  Saints         b  115 


Mifery  in  Heaven  b  86  Care  of  his  Church  a  39 
Funeral  Thought  b  63.     Condeicenfion   to   hu- 
man Affairs  b  36  to  our 
Worftiip     b    45,     the 
Creator  and  Redeemer 
t>3S 


See  Death,  Burial. 

G 
/^v^r^f«  of  Chrift  is  the 
^^  Church  a  74 

Garment    of    Salvation  Our  Delight  b  42,  our 

a  7,   20     Defence  a  47.   Domi- 

Gentlksy  Chrift  revealed     nion  over  the  Sea  b  70 

to  them  A  JO,  13,  50.  Dominion 


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Dominion  and  our  De- 
liverance bill,  dwells 
with  the  Humble  a  87 
Eteinity   b  17.    Eternal 
Dominion  b  6j.  Ever- 
lafting  Abfence  intole- 
rable b  100,   107 
Far  above  his  Creatures 
a  82,  the  Father,  Son, 
and  Spirit  c    26 — 41 
his   Faithfulnefs  to  his 
Promifes  b  60,  69 
G'ory    and  Defence  of 
Sion  b  64,  his  Glory's 
above  our  Reafon  b  87 
his  Goodnefs  b  58.  80 
his  Grace.     See  Grace. 
Government  from  him 
b  149,  Holinefs,  Jultice 
and   Sovereignty  a  80 
rnviiible  b  26.  Incom- 
preheniible  b    87,    170 
His  Kingdom  Supreme 
b  II 5,  his  Love  in  fend- 
ing his  Son  a  100, 
And     our      Nsighbour 
loved  aii6 
Our  Portion    or  Chief 
Good                b  93,  94 
His  Power    b    So,   and 
Goodnefs  b  6,  7,  8.  His 
Praife.  See  Praife.  Pre- 
fence  in  Life  and    at 
Death  b    115.  See  Fre- 
fence.  Pr efeiver  of  our 
Lives  b  6,  7,  8, 19  Pio- 
mife    and  Truth    un- 
changeable           a  139 
Sight  of  him  weans  us 


from  Earth  b  41  Sove- 
reign b  170 
Terrible  Ma-jefty  b  22. 
and   Mercy   b'8o.   his 
Truth               b  60,  69 
Vengeance      b  44,    dx. 
Unity   and   Trinity   c 
26---4r 
His  Word  a  53.    Wrath- 
and  Mercy  a  42 
Goodnefs  of  God  b  58,74 
See  Gr.ice.  And  Power 
ofGod             a42.b8a 
Go/pel  Feail  c  12.     See 
Grace,  Feaji.  Invitation 
and  Provifion  a  7.  c  20 
Times  their  BlefTednefs 
a  10.      See     Scripture. 
Glorifies    God    b   126. 
No  Liberty    to   Sin,  a 
106, 132,  140.  Not  afha- 
med  of  it  a  103,  c.  19. 
and   Law   a  94.  b  120, 
I21,  I24  finn'd  againft 
a  118,  its  different  Suc« 
cefs,  a  119.  b  144.  Mi- 
niftry  a  lo.  attelted  by 
Miracles  a  128.  b  136. 
137.  its    glorious    Ef- 
fects                     b  138 
Go^vernment  from   God 
bi49 
Grace  and  Glory  by  the 
Deith  of  Chrift  c  2.3.. 
of  the  Spirit  a  102.  Con- 
verting b  139.  in  Exer- 
cife  c  25.  juitifies  a  94. 
fan^ifies   and  faves  a 


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HI.  not  cenvey'd  by  fiiip  of  it  humble  b  68 
Parents  a  99,  ail  fuffi-  Freedom  from  Sin  and 
cient  in  Duty  &  Suft'er-  Mifery  there  b  86.  lio- 
ings  a  25,  32,  104  given  ped  for  by  Chrift's  Re- 
in Chrilt  a  1^7,  Cove-  furre6tion  a  26.  Infu- 
nant  39.  Chsldren  in  red  and  pjepared  for 
it  a  113,  114.  and  HoJi-  a  27.  Chrilt's  D.velling 
r^z{^  a  132.  Ele61ing  a  PJace  a  76.  b  91.  Sight 
54.  its  Freedom  .  and  of  God  and  Chrift  there 
Sovereignty  a  11,  12,  b  23.  ble/led  Society 
.  96,  117,  b  96,  97,  and  there  b  23.  defir'd  b  68 
Glory  in  the  Ferlon  of  Heanjenly  Mindednefs  b 
Chriit  b  47.  adopting  ^~; .  Joy  on  Earth  b  13 
364.  perfevering  a  51.  30,    59 

Promifes  a  7,  9,  Throne  Hell  and  Death  b  2.  and 
^.acceptable  by  Chrift  b     Judgrr^ent    a  45,    po?. 
36,37,108     b  62.  or  the  Vengeance 
Gr^/Z/W^  for  Divine  Fa-     of  God  b  22,  44*.    The 
vours  b  119     holy  Fear  of  it  b  107 

Great     BritahiS       God^Hezekiah's    Song    a    55 
praifed  b  i  Holj.     See  Spir?} 

H  Hoiihefs.  See  Grace,  Spi- 

TjApphiffs.  See  Blefled     ritual  SanSIification. 

'*"*  Hta^ep.y  Hardnefs  of    andSover eignty  oi  God 

Heart  b  98     a  82^  86.   and  Gr.ice  a 

Haired  zvA'LQivt  3130     132,    140.    its  Charac- 

Healih  prefer ved  b  6,  7,     ters  a  102 

8,   19.  reftored      a  55  i^5»i?«r  vain  b  101.    To 

Eea<-jen  and  E.^nh  b  10,     Magiftrates  b  149 

II,   53.  and  Hell  a  45  Hope  of  the  Living  a  88 

Inviiible   and   Holy,  a     gives  Light  &  Strength 

105.    Meditation  of  it    b  129.  In  the  Covenant 

b  161      Joy  there   for     a  J39.   of  Heaven    by 

repenting  Sinners  ?.  ici     Chrlt's  Reiurredion  a 

Its  Blefrednefs  &  Bufi-     26.  of  Heaven  our  Sup- 

neis,  a4o,  41.  thei4ope    prt  under  Trials  b  (,^ 

of  it  our  Suppo;  t  b  (^s^.     of  the  Refurre^ton  b  3, 

Its     Profpeft      makes  110 

Death  eafy  b  66,  Wcr^  Hofanna 


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Hofanna  to  Ch rift  a  i6.  /»)/?>z>^//(7»  and  Prophecy 
c  42,  &c.  b 

Human   Affairs    conde-  Jnjiitution  of  the  Lore 

fcended  toby  God  b46     bupper  c  T^ 

Nature  of  Cbrift  a  13,  /vyi^^V/V/ji-jiof  Self  Righ- 

23     teoufnefs  b  154 

Humble  God's  Dwelling  Intercejfion  of  Cbrift  b  36. 
a  87.  Enlightned  a  u,  37,  118 

I2,  50.         Worftiip  of  Innjitation  of  Chrift  an- 
Heavea  b  68     fwer'd   a    70.    of   the 

Humliation.   See  Chrift,    Gofpel   a  79,    117.    c 
Sufferings,    &c.    And  13,  »o 

Prayer  publick       a  30  ^'^^w  the  Baptift's  Mef- 

H«;rBi/i/yand  Pride  ai27     fege  a  50 

and  Meeknefs      a  102.  Jojbuaj  Aaron  &  M.y>x 
in  Heaven  b  68  b  124 

Jiypocrjjy  and  Sincerity  Joy^  Fsith  and  Love,  a 

a  136.     Hypocrite,  or     108   of  Faith   b    162. 

almoft  Chriftian,  b  I58     Carnal  parted   with  b 

I  10,   II.  Heavenly  upon 

*y£^/i?«y5  of  our  Love  to     Earth  a  135.  b  30,   59 

J  Chrift  a  78.  Jefus.        Spiritual  reftored  b  73. 
See  Lord,   Chrift.  See   more  in   'Delight. 

Jews.  See  Mofes,  Gofpel     Comfort. 
Chrift,  Gen:iles  Judgment  Day  a  45,  65, 

Jgmrants  enlightned    a     89,  90.   and  Htll  b  62 
II,   12     Chrift  coming  to  it  a  61 

Ignorance  and  Unfriiit-  Jujiicey  &c.  of  God  a  86 
fulnefs  b  165   Juftificatlon  a   14.     See 

Impenitence  b  125     Pardon.    By  Faith,  not 

Incarnation  of  Chrift  a  2     by  Works  a   94,    109 
3,  13,  60     and   San(5rification  a  7 

Incomprehenfible GodhZy     20,   80,85.  b  90.  and 
and  In'vijible  b  26     Glory  a  3 

Inconjiancy  of  our  Love  K 

b  20    JT'hi^dom  and  Title  of 

Infants.     See  Children.  •'^  Chrift  a  13.  of  Chrift 

Ingratitude    complain'd    among  Men  a  21,  65. 
of  b  74   I  of 


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of  God  Eternal  b  67. 
Supreme  b  115 

Kno'ixledge  and  Faith  in 
Cbrift  a  103.  Saving 
from  God  a  11,  12,  93. 

L 
T  Amh  that  was  (lain  a 

^  I,  25,  62.  SeeCfjri/t. 

Laiv  convinces  of  Sin 
a  15.  condemns  a  94. 
and  Gofpel  b  120,  121, 
124.  and  Gofpel  finn'd 
againft  a  128 

Le'vitical  Priefthcod  ful- 
filled in  Chrift  b  12 
Life  frail  Sc  fuceeeding 
Eternity  b  55.  preferv'd 
b  6,  7,  8,  19.  ihort  frail 
miferable  a  82,  b  39, 
58.  The  Day  of  Grace 
and  Hope  a  gg 

Light  and  Salvation  by 
Jefus  Chrjft  a  50  in 
Barknefs  by  the  Pre- 
fence  of  God  b  54 
Given  to  the  Blind 
a  II,   12 

Lord  Jefus  at  his  own 
Table  a  66,  e  15.  Sup- 
per, Preaching,  and 
Baptifm  b  141.  Sapper 
jnftituted  c  i.  D.^.y  a  73 
Delightful  b  14.  Table 
provided  fcr  c  20.  See 
more  in    Chrift. 

JLoT/^of  Cbrift  unchange- 
able a  14.,  39.  fhed 
abroad  in  the  Heart 
a  135.   its   Baaquet   a 


68,  c  13.  of  Chrift  in 

Words  and  Deeds  a  77 
of  Chrift  its  Strength  a 
78.  unfeen  a  308.  to 
Chrift  b  loorto  God 
pleafant  and  powerful 
b  38.  and  Hatred  a  130 
Faith  and  Joy  a  108, 
and  Charity  a  133.  of 
God  in  fending  his  Son 
a  100,  b  103,  104.  to 
God  &  our  Neighbour 
a  116.  Religion  vain 
without  it,  a  1 34.  Peace 
and  Meeknefs  a  lo*. 
of  Chrift  dying  c  4,  ^% 
to  God  incOnftant  b  20 
to  the  Creature  dange- 
rous b  48  Diftinguiih- 
ing  a  II,  12,  b  96;  97 

M 
n/fAdnefs,  Folly  &Di- 
^'^  ftempercfSin  b  153 
Magifraiii      honoured 
b   149 
Majefy  of  God  terrible 
b  22,   62 
Malice  and  Love  a  130 
Man  faved  and  Angels 
puni(hed  b  96,  97  mor- 
tal and  vain  a  82..  his 
Fall  &  Recovery  a  le? 
Martyrdom         a  14,  b  4 
Martyrs  glorified  a  40, 41 
Mary  the  Virgin's  Song 
a  60 
Mediator  the  Way  to  the 
Throne  of  Grace  b  ic^ 
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Mediation  of  Heaven  b    Corrupt    from    Adam 

162    and     Retirement  3^57,  b  128 

b  122  Neiv  Covenant  feal'd  c 

Memory  weak  b  16^    3.  Promifes  a  7.  Tefta- 

Memorial  of  our  abfent    merit  in  tke  Biood  of 

■  Lord  c  6    Chrift  c  3.  Birth  a  95^ 

MeJHah  born  a  60  come  No^vemher  ^th.   A-  Song 
b  12    ofPraife  b  9* 

Michael's  War  with  the  O 

Dragon  a  58  r\Bidience    evangelical 

Minijiers  Commiflion      ^  a  140, 143 

a  128  0/d  AgCy   and  Death  of 

M'tniJJer  of  Angels  b  18    the  Unconverted  a  91 
of  the  Gofpel  a  10  Off. nee  not  to  be  given 

Mifery  and  Sin  baniih'd  a  12-6 

from  Heaven  b  86.  and  Offices  and  Operations 
Shortnefs  of  Life  b  35.  of  the  floly  Spirit  133 
without  God  in  the  and  of  Chrift  a  146 
World  b  56  of  Sinners.  150,   bi3a 

l^eeSinfiner, DeathylleU.  Oli'veTiee,      the    v/ild 

Morning     and    Evening    and   good  a  114 

Songs    a   79,     80,     81,  Ordinances.  See  U^orjlipf 
b  6,  7,  8     Lord's  Supper. 

Mortality  and  Vanity  of  Original  Sin  a  57.  -  See 
Man  a  82     Adam,  Nature. 

Mortification      to       the 
World  by  the  Sight  of  P 

God  b  41  by  the  Crofs  p/linSy  Comfort  unde» 
of  Chrift  b  i,  6,    C-7.  •^     them  b  50 

Mofes  and  Chrift  a  49  Paradife  on  Earth  b  30 
118.  Mofes  dying  b  49  59 

Aaron  ©"  Joduu  h  ^24  Pardon  a  Sufiiciency  of 

MyJieriesieveTiVd  a  11,  u    it  b  85.  and  Confeliion 

N  a    131.    and    Strength 

Tir.df/zjwa/ Mercies  and    fiom     Chrift     c     24. 

"'•^Thanks        b  i,  in.    bought  at  a  dear  Price 

Nativity  of  Chrift  a  2,    c  4.  and  Sandlincation 
3,  13    by  Faith   a  9.   b    90. 

Nature  and  Grace  a  104  brought 


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■fet-ougbt  to    our  Senfes    Goodnefs  of  God  awful 

c  II.  a  102,  B  80 

ParerJs  and  Children  a  PriST/^imperfedlonEarth 

113,   114.      Convey  not    b  5. for  daily  Protection 

Grace  ^  99    and  Prcfervationb  6,  7, 

Pajh-ver^   Chrift  is  ours    8.  from  Angels  b  27. 

b  J55    from  the  Creation  b  71 

PaJ/ion.  See  CbriJ},   Suj-    to  the  Redeemer  b  5, 

ferings.  Anger y  Lcve.         ii,  29,   35,  70.   to  the 

Patience    under    Afflic-    Trinity  c  26—41.  for 

tions  a  5.  129,  b  109.  of    Creation  and  Redeipp- 

God  producing  Repen-    tion  635 

tance  b  74,  105  Prayer  and  Praife  a  i. 

Peace  of   Confcience  b    for     Deliverance     an- 

57.  and  Contention  a    fwer'd  a  30 

130.    See  Cotxforf,  Joy.  Preaching  Bzpu{m  8c  the 

Perfe^ions  of  God  bj66    Lord's  Supper     b  14I 

i^g.      Perfevering,  Predejiination,   See  £/<<:- 

Grace    a    26,  32,  48,    //o«. 

51,    13S  Preparation    for   Death 
Pfr/o«ofCbiiil  glorious     a  27.     ^ee  Death. 
and  gracious  a  75  b  47  Prefumftion  and  Defpair 
Perfecution  Courage  un-    a  115,  b  156,  157. 
der  it  a  14  Pre/ence  of  God  in  Wor- 

Pbarifee   and    Publican    fliip   b   45.     Light  in 
a  131    Darknefsb54,  inDeath 
Pi/^r/«<3^^  of  the  Saints    a  I9,   b  31,  49.   c   14. 
b  53    in  Life  &  Death  b  117 
Tleajure  of  a  good  Con-    or   Abfence  of   Chrift 
fcience  b  57.  of  Religi-    b  50.  of  Chrift  in  Wor- 
on  b  30,  59.  finful  for-    fliip  a  66.  b  15,  16,   c 
faken    b  lo,    11.  their     15.  of  God  our  Life  b 
Vanity    and     Danger    93.  94,  loo. 

b  lol  Prefer'vation      of      this 

Foveriy  of  Spirit  a  102    World   b    13.    of  our 

127    Graces,    a  51.  of   our 

Fqnver  of  God  a  86.  and    Lives  b  6^  7,  %,  19 

Wifdom  in  Chrift  cru- 

.    cify  d  b  1265  c  10.  and  Pridf 


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Pride  and  Humility  a  n,  Recovery  from  Sicknefs 
12,127  a  55 

Pr/^Aoo^  Levitical  end-  Reconciliation  to  God  in 
ing  in  Chrift  b  iz.  of     Chrifl  b  148 

Chrift  bii8  Redemption  in  Chrili    a, 

Prod'i^a/ repenting  a  123     97,  98,  b  78.  and  Pro- 

i'riyi/ and  Unprofitable-  teilion  b  82.  by  Price 
nefs  a  118,  b  165     c  4.  and  by  Power  b  29 

Fromifsd  MefTiah    born     See  Chriil. 

a  60,  107,  134.  Regeneration  a  95  b  130 

Promifes  of  the  Cove-  Religion  neglefted  b  3I 
nant  a  9,  39,  107.  See  vain  without  Love  a 
'Scripture.  And  Truth  134.  Chriftian  the  Ex- 
of  God  unchangeable  a  csUency  of  it  b  131 
139  our  Security  b  40,  revealed.  See  Go/pel 
60,  61^     Scripture. 

Prophecies  and  Types  of  Re?nembrance  of  Chrift 
Chrift  b  135.   and  In-  c  6 

fpiration  b  150  Repentance  from   God*s 

Froy^^rzV)' and  Ad verfity,  Goodnefsand  Patience 
a  5.  vain  b  56,  loi.  b  74,  105.   and  Humi- 

ProteSiion  froai  fpiritual  Ijaiion  a  87,  at  the 
Enemies  b  9>i.  of  the  Ctofs  ofChrift  b  9,  106 
Church  a  8,  22,  23.  and  Impenitence  b  125 
See  Church,  gives    joy  to    Hewven 

Providence  b  46.  execut-  a  lol 

ed    by  Chrift  a  i  over  Rejignation.   See  Submif- 
Af3i6fions  and  Death       fion. 

Publick  Ordinances.  See  RefurreBion  a  6,  b  102 
Worjbip  no.   See  Death,  Chrift, 

Publican    and    Pharifee    Heaven. 

a  131  Retirement  and  Medita- 

Purtijbment  for  Sin.    See    tion  b  122 

Hell  a  100, 118  i?^/»r»jandBackflidings 

R  f'  b  ao 

jyAci   Chriftian  a  48,  Revenge  and  Love  a  130 

-^  b  53  Rich  Sinner  dying  a  24 

Reafon  feeble  b  87  Car-  b  k6 

nal  humbled  a  11,  ja  Richti 


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^Riches  their  Vanity  b  46    Pardon  a  9.  Through 
10 1     Faith  b  90 

Right eoufnefs  &  Strength  Satan  and  Chrift  at  En- 
in  Chrift  a  S4,  85,  97^  mity  a  7.  his  various 
98.  of  Chnft  valuable  Temptations  b  156, 
a  109.  our  Robe  a  7,  157,  conquered  by 
20.  &  Self-Righteoiii-  Chrift  b  89.  See  De'vil. 
liefs  a  131.  our  own  Scripture  a  53.  b  118  of 
infufficient  ^154    the  Gofpel. 

S  5^/3  under  the  Dominion 

QAbbath  delightful  b  14    of  God  ,b  70 

*^  Sacrament.  See  Bap-  Sealing    and   witnefling 

iifm.  Lord's  Sapper.  Spiilt  a  144 

Sacrifice  of  Chrift  b  14a  Secure    and     awaken'd 

and  Interceftion  b  118    Sinner  a  115 

Safety  of  the  Church  a  Security  inthe  Promifes 

8,  22,  ^3.  b  40,  60,   69 

Saints.   See  Churchy  Spi-  Seeking  after  Chrift  a  67 

ri!ual.    Qod    their  A-  7I 

venger  b'"ii5.  and  Hy-  Self-Ri^hteoufnefs    a  131 

pocrites    a  136,     140.    infufficient  b  154 

their  Example  b   140.  Senfe  afiifting  our  Faith 

Characters  of  them  a  b  141 

343.    in    the  Hand  of  .Jf^ya^/ Delights  dange- 

Chrift  a  13S.  Security    reus  b  11,  12,  48 

b  64.  beloved  in  Chrift  Serpent  brazen  a  iia 

,  a   54.    adopted    a    64.  Shepherd,  Chrift  and  his 

Death  and  Burial  b  3    Paftures  a  67 

in    Glory    a    40,    41.  Shortnefs,    Frailty    and 

Communion  C2    Mifery  of  Life  b   37, 

Salvation    b  88.  of  the  39,  58 

w^orft  of  Sinners  a  104  Sicknefs   and    Recovery 

by    Grace    a    m.    in  a  55 

Chrift     a    137.        See  Sight  of  God  mortifies 

Chrijly     Crofs,    Grace,    us  to  the  World  b  41 

Beanjen,  Light,  Redeem,    of   Chrift  beatific   16, 

Right eoufnefs.  75.  and    Faith   a  iio, 

SanSiiJUation.    Juftifica-     120.  b    129,     145.    of 

tion  and  Glory  a  3,&  Chrift 


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makes  Death  Sons  of  God  a  64,  14.3. 
Eled  and  new-born 
a  54 
Song  of  Angels  a  3.  of 
Simeon  a  13.  c  14.  of 
Zechaiiah  a  50.  of 
Mofes  and  the  Lamb  a 
49,  56.  oV  Htzekiaha 
55.  of  Solomon  para- 
phrased a  66 — 78.  of 
the  Virgin  Mary  a  60 
tor  November  5th,  b  92 
Sorronv.  SecRepentancey 
Comfort  under  it  b  50, 
69.  for  the  Dead  reliev- 
ed b  3 
Sovereignty  a  86.  See 
Grace^  Ele^icn,  Godj 
Spirit  breathed  after  a 
74.  b  34.  Water  and 
Blood  c  5.  his  Offices 
b  133.  witnefilng  and 
feai)ngai44  its  Fruits 
a  101 

^/«/«/PIearures  forfaken  Spiritual  Enemies,  Deli- 
b  10,  Ti      verance  a  47,  b  65,  8z 
Sinner  the  vWt^  faved  a 
104.  and  Saints  Death 


Chrift 

eafy  c  14 

Simeon''^  Song  a  19.  c  14 

Sinai  and  Sion         b  152 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrify 

a  136 

SinihQ  Caufe  ofChrilt^s 

Death  b  81.  &  Mifery 

-  baniflied  from  Heaven 

a  105,  b  86.   Original 

a    57.    pardoned    and 

fubdu'd  a  9,  104,   b  90 

indwellinL^   a    115.   its 

Power  ibid,  b  86.  the 

Ruin    of   Angels  and 

Men  b  24.  (.ullom  in 

it  b   160.  Folly,  Mad- 

nefs  and  Diftemper  of 

it  b  153.  Convidion  of 

it  by  the    Law  a  115. 

erucify'd   a   106.    De- 

ceitfu'lnefs  of  it  b  150 

Sinning  and  repenting 

b  20 


b  121.  invited  to  ChrJtlt 
a  J27.  excluded  Hea- 
104,  105.  his 
a  91 
b  2 
com- 
b  25 


ven  a 

Death 


terrible 


Sloth     fpi  ritual 
plain'd  of 


Warfare  b  77.  Pilgri- 
mage b '53.  Apparel 
a  7,  20.  Race  a  48. 
Sloth  and  Dulnefs  b  25 
34,  Joy  b  73,  75.  Meat, 
Drink  and  Cioathing 
a  7.  Food.  See  Fecji. 
State  of  Nature  a!5d 
Grace  a  104 


-StJaVrv  in  Heaven  blefled  Storm.      See      Thunder. 

b  53  Strength   from    Heaven 

5'o»  equal  with  the  Fa-     a  15,  32,  48.   Righte- 

ther  b  52.     See  Chri/i,  oufoefs 


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cufnefs  and  Pardon  in  "fnai/y  praifed  c  25--41 


Chrift^  84,    85.    c  24. 
Submijion  Si  Deliverance 


Trials  on  Earth,  &  Hope 
o{  Heaven  b  65 


5.  b  109 

Succefs    of    the    G.^fpei 

a  1 1,  la,  1 5  5,  b  144 

Sufferings    for  C.hrift  a 

102.     6"^^  Chrift. 

Supper  of  the  Lord  5n- 

flituted  c  I,  Ba'ptifm  and 

Preaching  b  \a.\ 

Support  under  Trials   b 

50,    ^s 


a  129,  to  Afflictions  a   Triumph  over  Dezth.  a.  6. 

<;.  b  loq     b    1:0.    of    Faith     in 

Cbrij?  a   14..,  at  a  Feajf 

c  ii.  Ox  ChrW  over  our 

Enemies  a  2? 

7>:^^^  and    Promifes    of 

Go^    iincliaugeable    a 

139,  b  60,   65.     Types 

b  12.  and   Prophecies 

of  Chri/i-  b  135 

_  V 

•^•^w^^/^^yof  Chrilia  125    T/' A I N  Profperity  b 

T  ^     '  156,  loi 

crAhle  of  the  Lord.  See   Falue  of  Chrijl  and  his 

•^    Zor^.  Righteoufnefs       a   109 

Temptations^  Hope  under   Fanity  and  Mortality  of 

them    a   139.    of   the     Man   a   S2.   of  Youth 

World   b  loi.    of  the     389,  90.  of  the  Crea- 

Devil  b  65,  a  156,  157.     tures  b  146 

&defertioRComplain'd   Vidlory,  a  Thankfgiving 

of  b  163     for  it  b  5.  over  Death 

lempPed,  Chrift's  Cora- 

pafTion  to  them     a  125 

Terrors  of  Death  to  the 

Unconverted  a  91 

Tejiament    New   in   the   Virtues  Chriftian   b  16 

Blood  oi  Chrij}        03    f7/z^W;V/ and  Faith  a  i^ 

Thankfgi'ving  for  Viftory 

b  III.   for  Mercies   b 

116.  National  b  1 

Thunderer  Gsd         b  62 

Time  redeemed    a    88. 

ours,  &  Eternity  God's  ?  91 

b  67    UnfruitfuJnefs  h  iC^ 

Tree  of  Life  r  S.  and  Ri-    ?7«/,?^«  Things,  F.rith  in 

ver  of  Love  c  %o     them  a  120 

N  V/andering 


a  17.  Sin  and  Sorrow 
a  14.  of  Chrift  over 
Satan  a  58.  b  89.  See 
Enemies. 


25,  pnniflied  a  iiS 
Uncharitablenefs  and 

Charity  a  126 

Vnccn-verted  State  b  159 

Death  terrible  to  them 


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W  ble  b  <8.  profitable  l» 

TT^Andervig  A^ttWom  123.    condefcended  to 

^''^     b  20.    thoughts  ia  by  God   ^^.  Cbrijf  prC' 

Worfiiip                3136  fentat  it  a  66.  b  15,  16. 

Warfare  Cbiiftian  b  77  c  15.  accepted  through 

Waterf    the   Spirit  and  Chrifl  b  36,  37.  Forma- 

the  Blood                  c  9  lity  init  a  136.  delight- 

/F^fl^  Saints  encouraged  ful   b    14,  15,    16,   Ta 

by  Chrifta  1^5- bjrnlie  /Tr^?/^    and    Mercy    of 

Church                 a  126  God  a  42.  b  80.     See 

U^eaknefs  our  own,  and  Gody  HelL 

Chrift    our     Strength  Y 

Wifdom    and  Power  of  -^  ^  a  127 

God  in  Chrift  crucified  Jlja/zf',    its    Vanities    a 
c  10.   Carnal  humbled     89,  90.  advanced  a  91. 
a  ij,  ^^  Z 

Witne£ing  and  fealing  ^Achariah's  Song  and 
Spirit  a  144  -^  ^-ji'n's  MefTage  350 

;^or<^  of  God  a  53.  Z<?^/  in  the  Chriftian 
preached  a  jo,  119  Race  a  48.  b  129.  and 
See  Gofpel  Scripture.        Love  a  14.  for  the  Gof- 

/Tor/^  Crucifixion  to  it  pel  a  103.  b  4.  the 
by  the  Crofs  c  7.  Its  Want  of  it  b  25. 
End  b  J 64.  Mortifica-  againft  Sin  b  106.  for 
tion  to  it  by  the  Sight  God  b  116 
ofGodb4i.  Its  Cre-  Zion,  her  Glory  and 
ation  b  147.  Prefer-  Defence  b  64.  See 
vation  b  13    Church. 

Wor/hip  of  Heaven  hum- 

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yfLjii  >k.,JM(<f  >kj^k  j^Ok  ji^Ok  js{ 

J  TABLE   of  the  Scriptures  that 
are  turned  intt  Verfe. 

In  the  Firft  Eo0X> 


Hymn 


Hymn 


Gen,    iii.  i,  15^,  ij.  107 

Eccl.  viii 

.8.     ...-     24 

xvii.  7.     313 

ix 

4,5,6,10.88 

xvii.  7,  10.        Jii 

xi. 

9-     «9 

xxii.  6.  '  ---     129 

The  fame^         90 

job      _  i.  21.     "--       5 

xii. 

3»  7 9^ 

iii.  14,  15.         24 

So).  S,  i. 

2,  iz,  17.      66 

iv,   17,  22.           82 

i. 

7-     ^-7 

V.  6,  7,  8.        83 

ii. 

1,2,  3,  (£f<-.  68 

ix.  2,  JO  •-"   So 

ii. 

8,    9,  ^<r.    69 

xiv.  4.      -.-      57 

ii. 

14,  16,  17.  70 

XIX.  25,  26,  27.    6 

iii. 

Jj4j3)4;  5-71 

Ffal.     iii.  5,  6.    ---  80 

iii. 

2.    7a 

iv.  8.     ----♦     80 

iv. 

Jj  lOj  7-       73 

xix.  5,  8.    -—    79 

iv. 

12,  14,  15.  74 

xlix.  6,  9.            24 

V. 

1.      -=—     74| 

li.  5.      .-—     57 

V. 

9,     .  — -      75 

Ixxui.  24,  25.        79 

vi. 

i,2j  3,  12.  76 

cxxxix.  23,  24.       336 

vii. 

5?  9j  ^2-     77 

cxHii.  8.     -— -      80 

viii. 

5>  h  13-     78 

cxlvii,  19,  2a,         53 

Ifaiah  v. 

2,  7j   10.      JO 

Prov,  viii.  iz,  2,  32,    92 

ix. 

2,  6,  7.        33 

^'iii-  34-j  3^'         93 

xxvi. 

3,   2,  ^r.       8 

t 

\7. 

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?.78       A    TABLE   of  the  Scriptures,    &c. 


Hymn 

ir.  XXVi.    g,   2.0 30 

xxxviii.  9,  fi?'r.  55 

xl.  27,  2g,  Gff.   32 

77)f  farncy         .48 

xlv.   7.       ---•-.      gi 

xlv.    21,   25.  84 

7-6^  fame,         81; 

xlix.   13,  14,  ^c.  39 

liii.   15,  10,  12. 141 

]iii.  6,  9,   12.    J42 

Iv.   I,  2,  ©*r.        7 

77'^  fame,  9 

Ivii.  15,  16.  87 

ixi.  10 20 

Ixin.  I,  1,  3,  feV.  28 
Ixiii.  4,  5,   6,  7.    29 

Ixv.  20.      91 

Lam,  iii.  23.     81 

Ez.  xxx^i.  25,  i^fr.      9 

Mic.  \'ii.    19.     9 

Nah.      i.   1,  2,  3,  £?<r.  42 

2ach.  xiii.  i.     9 

Matt.    iii.  9.     99 

V.   2,  12.      102 
xi.  28,  30.     127 

xii.  20.   125 

xiii,   16,  17.        jc 

xxi.  9.     16 

xxii.    37,  40.     116 

xxviii.  18,  &c.     128 

xxviii.  19.     ---     51 

Mark.     x.  14.    ---    113 

XVI.  15.  &c,    128 

Luke       i.  27,  &c,     19 

i.  30,  &c.       3 

i.  46,  &.C.     60 

i.  68    150 

ii.   10,  ^f"^.       3 


J  Hymn 

Luke    X.  21.     II 

1  he  fatne,  12 

XV.    7,    10.  lOI 

XV,    13,  tSc.      123 

xviji.   10,  l^c.      1 31 

xix.  38,  4©.          1^ 

John     i.   I,  3,  14.         2 

i.  13.      -—     95 

i.  17.     — -    us 

i,  29,  32.         50 

iii.  3,  ^c.  95 

iii.  14,  j6.        iia 

iii.   16,  17,  18.  100 

iv.  24.    '  136 

x.  28,  29.        138 

A6ts   ii.  38,     51 

xvi.  14,  33.         21 

Rom.  iii.  19,  22.  94. 

V.  12,  ©"r.        57 

The  fa?ne,        1 24 

vi.   I,  2,  6.      106 

vi.  3,  4,  ©"f.  122 

vii.  «,9,H,24.ii5 

viii.   14,  16.      144. 

viii.  33,  fefr.  4 

ix.  21,  22,&fr.  117 

xi.    j6,  17.        I  r4 

xiv.   17,  19.       126 

x\'.   8,9,14,24.  115 

I  Cor.  i,  23,  24.       119 

i.  26,  31.         96 

i.  30,     97 

The  fmey         98 
ii.  9,  ic,  105 

iii.   6,  7.   I  i9 

vi.  ic^  II.        104 

X.  32 ij6 

I  Cor. 


A    TABLE  of  the  ScriptunT,  &c.      ^79 


Hymn 

HymH 

I  Cor!xin.  1,2,  3. 

134 

ijoh.iii.  I.  &c. 

64- 

xiii,  2,  3,  7,13 

133 

Jude      24,  25. 

51 

XV.    55,   &€. 

17 

Rev.  1.  5,  6,  7. 

6i 

a  Cor.  ii.  16.    

319 

V.  6,  8,  12. 

I 

V.  I,  5,  8. 

110 

The  famey 

25 

xii.  7,  9,  10. 

15 

The  famey 

62 

G?.l.   iv.  4..     ---- 

107 

The  famey 

63 

iv.  6.     

64- 

vii.  13,  &c. 

40 

Eph.     i.  3,  &c. 

54 

The  fame, 

41 

i.  13,  14.. 

144. 

xi.  15.     

es 

iii.  9,   10. 

-     2 

xii.  7     - 

5S 

iii.  16,  £?r. 

135 

xiv.  13.     

i§ 

iv.  30,  (^c. 

130 

XV.  3.    

5^ 

Phil.  ii.  2.    

130 

XV!.    19.       

5^ 

iii.  7.  8,  9. 

109 

xvii.  6.     

5S 

Col.    i.  16.      

2 

xviii.  20,  21. 

59 

^.   ";  'S.    

107 

xxi.  I,  2,  3,  4. 

21 

aTim.i.  9,  10.  — - 

137 

xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8. 

45 

i.  12.      

103 

xxi.  27.     

105 

iii.  15,  16. 

53 
27 

iv.  6,  7,  18. 

'"" 

Tit.  ii-  10,  13. 

132 

In  the  Third  Boo 

k. 

"!•  3>  7 

iji 

luke  ii.  28.     

14 

Heb.  i.  1.      

53 

xiv.  16. 

12 

iii-  3,  5'  6- 

318 

xiv.  17,  23. 

13 

iv.  15,  26, 

^25 

xxii.  19. 

6 

V.  7.     

'-5 

John  vi.  31,  35.' 39' 

5 

VI.  17,  19. 

339 

XIV.   3.      

6 

vii.      "- 

M5 

xvi.  16.     — ™» 

^ 

ix,      " 

345 

iCor.x.  16,  17. 

X: 

X.  28,  29. 

3l8 

xi.  23,    '&c. 

I 

Xi.    3j    10.   -— 

120 

Gal.  vi.  u,     

7 

Rp€t.i.   3,  4,  5. 

26 

ijohnv.  6.     --.——. 

■     S' 

i.  8     - 

308 

r^^   E  N  D, 


ADFERTISEMEN 


Concerning  the  Second  Edition. 

HERE  are  ?.lmofl  150  new  Hymns  added, 
?.nd  rne  or  more  fuited  to  every  Theme 
ap.d  Sahjeft  in  Divinit}-.  Having  f;  und  by  Con- 
verfe  with  Chiiltians,  what  Woi  ds  or  Lines  in 
the  f.rmer  made  them  lefs  ufeful,  I  have  not 
only  made  various  Correftions  in  them,  but 
h"ve  eiidc:avGiircd  to  avoid  the  fame  Miftakes 
in  all  the  new  Compofuies,  And  whereas  many 
of  the  formtr  were  too  particularly  adapted  fo 
fpecial  Frames  and  Seafons  of  the  Chriftian  Life, 
almoll  all  that  are  added  have  a  more  general 
and  extenfive  Senfe,  and  may  be  affumed  and 
fang  by  molt  Per/ons  in  a  woriliipping  Con- 
gregation. 

2.  About  14  or  15  Pfalms  that  were  tranflated 
in  tlie  firft  Edition  are  left  out  in  this,  becaufc 
j  intend  (if  Gcd  afford  Life  and  Afiiltance)  to 
orvert  the  biggeil  Part  of  the  Book  of  Ffaims 
into  fpiri'.ual  SorjgSj  for  the  Uiis  of  Chrillians. 

3.  In  all  the  longer  Hymns,  and  in  foms  of 
the  Shorter,  there  aie  feveral  Stanza's  included 
\n  Crotches,  thus  []  ;  which  Stanza's  may  be 
left  out  in  Singing,  without  difturbing  the  Senfe. 
Tho'fe  Pa rts  are  alfo  includ.-^d  in  fuch  Crotchets, 
vrliich  contain  Words  too  poetical  for  meaner 
Uudt rftanding,  or  too  particular  for  whole  Con- 
gregations to  fmg.  But  after  all,  it  is  belt  in 
public  Pfalmotly  for  -the  Miniller  to  chufe  the 

parviular 


ADVERTISEMENT.         %%i 

particular  Parts  and  Verfes  of  the  Pfalm  or 
Hymn  that  is  to  be  fung,  rather  than  leave  it 
to  the  Judgment  or  cafuai  Determination  of  him 
that  leads  the  Tune, 

The  EiTa^^  concerning  the  Improvement  of 
Pfalmody  by  the  Ufe  of  Evangelical  Hymns, 
which  took  up  many  Pages  of  the  laft  Edition, 
is  quite  Itft  out  here,  partly  left  the  Bulk  Should 
fvAell  too  much,  but  chiefly  hecaufe  1  intend  a 
more  compleat  Treatife  of  Pfalmody,  in  which 
the  Sublfance  of  that  EfTay  will  be  interfperfed, 
and  I  h  pe  with  fuller  Evidence  of  the  Duty  of 
iiiig'ing  new  Songs  to  him  that  fits  upon  the 
Throne,  fmce  the  Lamb  is  afcended  thither  too, 

jlpril,  1709. 

Note,  Since  the  Sixth  Edition  of  this  Book 
the  Author  has  finifhed  what  he  had  fo  long 
promifed;  viz  The  Pfal/r.s  of  David  imitated  m 
the  Language  of  t'ns  Mt'w  Tcfiameni  i  There  the 
Reader  will  find  thofe  Pialms,  which  were  left 
out  of  all  the  latter  Editions  of  thefe  Hymns, 
jnferted  in  their  proper  Places.  It  is  prefumed 
ithat  that  Book,  in  Conjun^ion  with  this,  may 
appear  to  be  fuch  a  fufficient  Provifion  for  Pfal- 
mody, as  to  anfwer  moll  Occafions  lo  the  Chri- 
itian  Life. 

Manh  3,  1719-20. 


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